My story is a little bit different.
I, too, wasn't close to my mother,
So I couldn't talk to her about it.
And I was a very late bloomer.
At 14, every girl in my school talked to each other about it,
And I had no idea what it was.
I felt that something was wrong with me.
I felt left out.
So I went home and told literally everybody: “HEY, I GOT MY PERIOD!”
For no reason.
While everybody was weirded out by me,
I went and got pads and started using them,
And throwing them away empty for a whole year or more.
I harbored negative feelings towards myself and my sense of femininity.
I felt like I didn’t belong to the female gender or something.
Until I got it at 16, and I understood that nothing was wrong with me.
Everybody just blooms at their own time,
And I wish somebody had told me that before and comforted me.