Last night for New Years, I visited my boyfriend at his house to celebrate. There wasn’t much of a party - it was mostly me, him, his roommate, and our Skype friends playing some games online with each other - but it was still time that I enjoyed to the fullest; after all, it was fun. I don’t get to see him as often because he lives two hours and forty-five minutes away from me so you bet your ass I jumped at this opportunity to go with him.
Later in the night though, I started my period. It was heavy, it was painful, and it was super embarrassing. This would have been the first time he’d see me like this. I was crying because of the pain and because I had bleed through my clothes and onto his bed sheets. “Oh my fucking God, he is going to be so fucking angry with me” was the only thing I could think of as he rubbed my back wordlessly in an attempt to comfort me. I felt so fucking terrible.
Silently, he got up, went into the bathroom, ran a bath for me, and told me to take as much time as i needed. I wanted to start crying again. But I did. I was too embarrassed to say no. So I bathed and when I came back, he had taken the sheets off of his bed and replaced them. He had also put tea on the stove and was waiting for the water to boil as well as grab a few pieces of chocolate for me from the fridge. He didn’t ridicule me, he didn’t make fun of me. He smiled and told me I looked just as beautiful late at night as I did during the day and proceeded to rub my back after we had the tea to help me fall back asleep.
is how you treat your girlfriend when this happens for the first time. It isn’t gross, it isn’t inhuman. It is a natural human function that women go through. I was so afraid and embarrassed but I felt so loved after the way he had handled it. I think I’m gonna keep him.