Lirpa, why??? If it was your grandfather, I would completely understand. But I've always felt that periods are basically the only thing that create a sense of sisterhood between women. Like I would provide my worst enemy (if I had one) with "feminine supplies" in time of need. Which is not to say that first periods aren't shocking to middle schoolers. But you'd rather have been known as a bedwetter... to Grandma?!
I don't know 😂 I really cannot figure it out. It's like I had the one moment of embarrassment at Walmart that just turned into a two week long lie-spiral disaster lol
I love this story. I’m a non menstruater but I was subject to free floating, overwhelming, irrational embarrassment as a kid and teen that would get me into situations almost this weird
This was great! Tho my mind was weirdly turning it into a comic horror story where your grandmother knows you're lying and as punishment curses you to forever REALLY wet the bed the first night whenever you're staying at a new place. Sleep overs, dorm rooms, hotel rooms, boyfriends ... I'm not sure how that story ends...
Haha, I wonder if she did know I was lying and the whole circus about the plastic sheets and everything else was just an extended lesson in not lying about stupid shit.
This was hilarious! So annoying that your father couldn’t remember.
The ultimate letdown after years of hoarding my secret 💀
Lirpa, why??? If it was your grandfather, I would completely understand. But I've always felt that periods are basically the only thing that create a sense of sisterhood between women. Like I would provide my worst enemy (if I had one) with "feminine supplies" in time of need. Which is not to say that first periods aren't shocking to middle schoolers. But you'd rather have been known as a bedwetter... to Grandma?!
I don't know 😂 I really cannot figure it out. It's like I had the one moment of embarrassment at Walmart that just turned into a two week long lie-spiral disaster lol
I love this story. I’m a non menstruater but I was subject to free floating, overwhelming, irrational embarrassment as a kid and teen that would get me into situations almost this weird
This was great! Tho my mind was weirdly turning it into a comic horror story where your grandmother knows you're lying and as punishment curses you to forever REALLY wet the bed the first night whenever you're staying at a new place. Sleep overs, dorm rooms, hotel rooms, boyfriends ... I'm not sure how that story ends...
(Sorry my mind wanders to weird places sometimes)
Haha, I wonder if she did know I was lying and the whole circus about the plastic sheets and everything else was just an extended lesson in not lying about stupid shit.
Lol that would be so funny albeit kinda evil.
Six word horror stories