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My dad used to call periods “gross.” Said men shouldn’t hear about “women’s stuff.”
Last week, my 12-year-old brother asked me what periods were like.
One of his friends had gotten hers at school, and he didn’t want to embarrass her.
So I explained it.
Cramps. Mood swings. Pain. Chocolate helps.
From the kitchen, my dad shouted:
“Stop talking about that disgusting crap. Boys don’t need to know about it.”
Before I could respond, my little brother looked him dead in the eye and said:
“That’s why mom divorced you.”
The whole house went silent.
My dad froze for a second… then walked away without saying a word.
My brother turned back to me like nothing happened and asked:
“So… what kind of chocolate should I buy her?”
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