Highway to the Danger Zone
Men will never understand the things that women have to put up with. Society and culture aside, even the very nature of human anatomy gives women the short stick, and from puberty onwards, their bodies, while beautiful, can be unpredictable, painful, and confusing.
This struggle can be summed up in one word: Period. Drastically unlike its finite grammatical homonym, the female period is part of the ongoing menstrual cycle which most women will experience from the onset of puberty (as early as eight years old) until they reach menopause (typically between 45 and 55), and that’s no walk in the park either.
Of course, the only thing worse than putting up with a period itself (as well as the pain, discomfort, and mood swings that can come with it) is putting up with the social stigma around it.
Guess what, world? WOMEN GET THEIR PERIOD. Thankfully we’ve developed sanitary products to help make this “time of month” more comfortable, but even learning to use or find pads, tampons, and other products can be a hassle, thanks in part to how secretive the whole thing must be treated.
For one young lady, starting to get her period wasn’t half as bad as what came after: The desperate search for tampons in a convenience store that shamefully hid them in an unmarked aisle. With her trusty mom only a text away in the parking lot, the girl’s trip to find the feminine hygiene aisle became a hilarious journey complete with a homemade map that anyone that’s ever struggled to find where stores hide pads and tampons EXTREMELY relatable. The struggle is real, people.
This mom taught her daughter to be proud of her period.
The Joys of Parenting
When Belinda Hankin’s daughter Isabella ran into a convenience store to buy some feminine hygiene products, little did they expect for it to turn into such a production.
People knew they were in for a treat the second they saw Belinda’s Facebook post following the ordeal.
“THIS was the highlight of my parenting week,” she wrote last weekend. “Sending my 13-year-old daughter into the store for (whispers) “feminine hygiene products,” and having the following text exchange. I died, she gave me life, I died again. And she drew an illustration, on the spot, ON HER PHONE, to drive her point home. #VaginaLasters #SMASHSTHEPATRIARCHY #THEVAGINAZONE #GodILoveHer #IGotThePerfectKidForMe”
Here’s how it all started…
The Journey Begins
After Bella ran into the store hoping to quickly find what she was looking for, she soon realized that this was no easy task. Thirteen years old and new to the scene, she texted her mother,
“THEYRE NOT HERRREEEEEE”
“Yes I promise they are,” Belinda responded. “Look near the condoms and sex lube.”
“I AM SERIOUS”
“I STILL GET THE FEELING YOU ENJOYED TELLING ME THAT”
“Maybe a little”
“EVERYTHING IS HERE EXCEPT FOR WHAT I NEED”
“Get an alternate product. You won’t die.”