December 25, 2002
I remember the Big Talk I received in sixth grade. I was horrified what was going to happen to my body. My tomboy image would be thrashed, having to carry around a purse with diapers in it. The thought of a purse was agitating to me. I was appalled and shocked looking at the seemingly cartoon style book. It was one year later, 16 years ago today, that I entered into womanhood as I know it. I was terribly sick. I could not budge. I remember my mom saying, ‘Merry Chirstmas’ with a huge sentimental smile. I was absolutely unamused.