Why pads should be free!!

The ugliest part of being a girl is waking up one morning just to find that your bedspread and your dress is stained with blood.

If you stay alone you're safe, you can just pick up the bedspread and your dress and head straight to the bathroom but if you live with people, e don be for you, that awkward feeling of trying to hide, like a kid who has stolen his mum's money and is caught red-handed.

You look yourself in the mirror and you can't even recognize yourself. It's either rashes or terrible pimples, in fact acne. Sometimes it comes with so much ugliness some other time it brings extreme beauty. Nawao.

First you get annoyed with the fact that you have to wash the bedspread,blankets and dresses. You however realise on getting up that there's no strength left in you coupled with sharp waist pains but you must wash up, so you move like a soldier who doesn't want to die but must fight for his country.

You head to the bathroom, soak the clothes and stare at them for a while thinking if you should go ahead or not. The thought of touching cold water pheew. Hell. If you are brave, you wash, if you aren't, you go back to bed with the excuse that you need hot water to be able to do what you should do.

When all the clean up is done, it's dressing time. All braziers become undersize, the tits hurt like acupuncture gone wrong and if you're insane, you manage wearing the braziers like that. The sane, walk around braless.

You roll from one end of the bed to the other, then feel like eating rice,potato and suya mixed with sugar and a little Viju milk inside soup, very nonsensical cravings. You find out this is not possible so you remember you have left over moi-moi, you smile then head to the kitchen. On opening the pot, you feel like throwing up. The once tasty food now smells like fart.

Mood swings become the order of the day. If you're unlucky and you call at this moment, sorry, friendship has ended without apology. You want to be left alone so people's voices become very annoying. Picking on everything ,necessary or unnecessary becomes the order of the day.

Explaining yourself gets irritating and almost every explanation ends up in a fight. Those who are not brave bear the pain, those who are brave just roll up and cry,a favorite place would be under the bed.

For some, this is the worst time to go to church. If they ever do so, their jotter would be full of all the grammatical mistakes of the pastor. All the people with mouth odor and body odor would have their names written in their book of life. They would know everyone who slept in the service and everyone who has an old shoe.

This goes on for 3 days to one week depending on the person.

It is funny that some family members especially the male folk would expect you to cook in this state. Hunger go kill una. Choose your thunder, red or black.

The price of sanitary pads are even increasing as if women chose to live this way. Sanitary pads should be free and condoms not free because people choose to have sex but menstruation is not by choice.

Tomorrow Bob risky will want to be a Girl that doesn't menstruate. On behalf of Nigerians we dash you to Malaysians.

Finally all those girls that say they can't study medicine because of the sight of blood, come close, can you lie that lie again. Just give me another reason cos this blood, you see it, first hand. Every month, every year.

Shout out to every girl out there. We all go through stuff but you get up, dress up, turn up and never give up.