Jessica S. • Illinois • 27
My parents are currently divorced, and at the time they were as well. I was always manipulating my mom to get out of going to my dad's house on the weekends since he lived so far away and I would always miss out on plans. One weekend I was actually at my dad's house, and I got my period for the first time. I was only 11 and wasn’t sure what to do.
I called my mom to tell her what happened and to ask what I should ask my dad to buy, but instead she says, “I don’t fucking believe you, you're just trying to get out of being with your father this weekend.” So I then call my Grandma to ask what I should buy, and she goes “you need to buy the pads with the ‘wings.’ And I just hung up on her, broke down in tears and sucked it up to go ask my dad to take me to Walgreens. When I got back into the car my dad goes, “did ya get everything ya need?!” I was mortified...
