I feel the need to move on and tell about the next few years which are very oainful because this is when I started actually hurting painfully and emotionally from the abuse. Well to start I was 13 years old and walking home from orientation for 7th grade junior high school. my stomach was cramping and i was feeling sick. my mom refused to pick me up. was about a 3 mile walk. i got home and went to the bathromm and found blood in my underwear. i said oh no i think i just had my 1st period. i cant tell my mom she will hate me and not be nice. i tried to hide it for days with toilet paper and washcloths. it was too much i was bleeding too heavy. i had to tell her. i finally got up the nerve and she said what do u mean go to ur room. she came in and threw a book at me and said read this and threw a box at me and said here use these. the box was pads an the book was a sex book. she also said u distgust me.i was so humiliated and confused and horrified. remember now i was adopted into a family with her 4 boys. She never ever bought me pads or talked to me about this ever again. i had to steal them from her and my friends. it was bad when she went thru menopause. she didnt use them anymore. so many times at school i would try to use toilet paper and leak thru my clothes and had to tie a jacket around me. Has anyone ever been thru this. I will continue next post Love, Betsy
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