The Care and Keeping Of You (anyone else have some painful flashbacks just then?), but my uterus and I have never been on good terms.
I got my period at 12 years old, was too embarrassed to tell any of my friends, and knew so little about female reproduction that I thought a period could only start on Mondays (the next month, I got it on a Wednesday, much to my chagrin).
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