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I Was Honest On Social Media About My Period And It Was So Freeing


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I've had a period since I was 13 years old. And five years ago, I was diagnosed with endometriosis. So my period causes me a lot of pain. It greatly affects my moods. And it comes back EVERY MONTH!

To break it down, for 10 years I've gotten my period 12 times a year, and sometimes even more than that if my body is feeling generous. That's approximately 1,000 days that I have been on my period in my lifetime SO FAR. It's the longest (and hardest) relationship I've ever had.

It's safe to say that it's a pretty big part of my life. But I don't really talk about it unless I'm surrounded by my (female) friends.

Recently I noticed some women talking about their periods on social media and it made me pause.

Via Twitter: @Love_bug1016

It was something that I didn’t see very often, which is weird considering how common periods are. Like, half the population has had one at some point. So it got me thinking...why aren't we talking about this more? More specifically, why am I not talking about this more?


It started out pretty simple, with a tweet about craving a pop.

Via Twitter: @laraeparker

This tweet is 1000% not a big deal, but I still backspaced it seven different times before actually posting it. Why? I don't know. I guess I don't normally talk about PERIODS. This one was hiding serious pain and INTENSE CRAVINGS behind an attempt at humor. I found that I resorted to this a lot during this experience.

But the next day, I was bedridden all day with cramps that made me want to sell my soul to the devil. So I uploaded a picture of it on Instagram.

Instagram: @laraeparker

Instagram is the one place I felt like I couldn't really hide what my real situation was that day. It was not pretty, and no amount of filters was going to change that. My abdomen was so swollen I couldn't wear any pants. My stomach was burned with heating-pad marks. I was sweaty and sad and in pain. But I uploaded a selfie anyway. And you know what? Who cares. (I did, a little bit.)

I kept it up the next day with more humor and pop culture references.

Via Twitter: @laraeparker

Overall, Twitter was pretty easy for me. I usually joke around and use humor to ease awkwardness on Twitter anyway, so using humor to talk about my period almost felt natural. Almost. ALMOST.


But the next day, when my flow was extra heavy, I decided to post about it on Facebook.

Facebook: laraeparker

Facebook for me has always been more filtered than Twitter. I mean, I'm friends with my MOM for god's sake. I wrote exactly how many times I had changed my tampon in a matter of six hours, and closed the tab immediately. BYE!

20 minutes later, I felt so weird about my status that I texted my boyfriend asking if he was uncomfortable with it?!?!? IDK????

Lara Parker

For some reason, I felt so weird talking about my flow that I projected my insecurity and general feeling of uncomfortableness onto my boyfriend, who, for the record, didn't care at all. And now, looking back at this, I can't believe I thought my boyfriend would care that I was talking about my period, as if I was openly discussing our sex life. And also, I can't believe I cared that much. I'm ashamed. Shame me. I deserve it.

After the first two days, everything got way easier when I realized that people were actually connecting with what I was doing.

E! / Via Twitter: @laraeparker

In fact, I was looking forward to talking about it online. It felt awesome. It felt freeing. It felt NATURAL. It was something I thought about all day, so to talk about it on social media felt like a natural extension. I was googling funny faces and had my pictures READY hours in advance. And when I took out a semi-dry tampon later that day, I knew what I had to do.

And in the end, I commemorated it with one last update.

E! / Via Twitter: @laraeparker

All in all, it was really fucking nice to be able to talk openly about my period. I wasn't as honest as I could have been, but I also wasn't as dishonest as I could have been.

It made me realize that anyone who shames me for talking about my period is obviously not someone who should be in my life, and that there is always a place for more period content.

So the next time blood starts coming out of my vagina, I can't wait to tweet about it.