I have no idea if there should be a TRIGGER WARNING so i put one just there just in case. I thought i should because actually this triggers me every month.
I realise that this is a combination of ptsd and did but it sucks all the same. I was wondering if anyone else has the same problem? The age old addage of if im not alone im not so weird!! lol, well maybe not so old after all!!

Ok, so whats the trigger ; the thing a some one with a womans body until a certain aga can not get away from. Se i have drawn it out as long as possible so i dont have to write the word; yes its a period.
Ok, thats that word done.
We have a struggled with our gender identity ever since we realise we had to be a girl. When we started puberty it was a real shock- we was a girl and every one else knew it and no one was shocked by it. We all of a sudden became aware of pronounes, even though we didnt know what that word ment back then! We had these things pointing out front and this thing down below that one day exploded. EXPLODED!!! Sure we knew all about the birds and the bee's but our body wasnt ever going to do those things. It was traumatic telling our mother and we only did it once and hit it the rest of the time we lived at the house. We felt ashamed of having a lady part and having a lady part that needed lady things down there each month and having to ask our mother to get lady products each month!?!?!?! that was not happening.
OK BIGGER TRIGGER WARNING
We didnt want to draw attention to the fact we was really a girl, we didnt think they knew half the time because half the time we were sam and half the time i was river but only river when it was safe. We begged our mum not to tell our dad that we had exploded down there in our girl parts but she seemed perplexed to the problem. My mum suffers from major memory problems, total undx CPTSD and cognitive disolence but that is what she had to do to survive. You see for the rest of our life from age 11 to 15 as we didnt have our own money we had to stuff toilet roll in our nickers and hope it didnt leak through during school , which it did, often and left stains on our trousers. Our mum never said ANYTHING about us never needing any 'products' for exploding body parts or about blood stained trousers. I love my mum but it hurts.
BIGGER TRIGGER OVER
So what are we left with now- that monthly struggle to deal with down stairs. Good job these days the wife deals with buying the exploding body part product butthey have to be left out of eye sight at all times. We have to and always have had to, kind of take a step aware from our self to deal with it. During those days of pain and knowing why it hurts it feels so weird and it feels like we are in danger because of being a woman and people know it but weird because we, i can not excape my gender with Sam.
The PMT and general hormones leading up to it all- i go from being in denial that is why i feel like it to....no just denial but then myself and my partner just have to laugh until we can not breath anymore because denial with these size boobs just dont work!
Every month i lose my most valuable resource, Sam because my body is so imcompatable with his view of him self.
Any one else have simular experiences?
thanks for reading my dribble i as always apreciate it.
river