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I was 12 and I remember for a few days my underwear kept getting stained by a brownish color and I felt gross because I thought I wasn't "wiping" properly. I also remember my stomach hurt as if I had really bad gas so I assumed I had diarrhea lol.
I ended up asking my Mom if a period starts out brown and I think knowing that before then would've been helpful.
8/8/08. I was school supply shopping at Walmart and must have had it on my pants the whole time. I didn't notice til we got home and it was already dried up so I was very confused.
Once I realized what it was, I told my mom and then called my best friend and left her a voicemail saying that something special happened and to call me back immediately.
I was in 6th grade and was at a cheer competition out of state. It was, of course, the first and only cheer competition my mother didn’t go to for reasons I can’t remember. So, I was put in the group to travel with one of our coaches in a rental van. She packed my bag and sent me off. The night before the competition several of us participated in a local high school’s cheerleading clinic which allowed us to cheer at the football game before hitting the road. I noticed a small amount of blood, but didn’t think anything of it.
Fast forward to the warm up room getting ready for competition. I was a flyer for a stunt and I was up in the air when my coach yells “Get her down!” and asked if anyone had a pair of extra spanx.
I didn’t understand what was going on until my coach announced, in front of the entire warm up room of probably 200 people that I had become a woman and started my period. Mind you, our uniform was powder blue, because of course it was. This all took place about 5 minutes before we had to perform. So, I get a pad and borrowed a set of spanx, and performed, clearly traumatized.
After the competition, we get back to the hotel room and as it turns out, the only underwear I have with me is the blood stained underwear I had on. Because of course. That was the last time I ever allowed my mom to pack a bag for me. This was also before cellphones were very common place, especially for young kids, so my cheer coach told my mom about me “becoming a woman” when she picked me up the next night.
