This reminds me of last week when my brother found a little travel bag I keep pads and tampons in, just in case. He asked me what was in there and I told him, "you don't wanna know."
He opened it anyways. He realized what all of it was and then looked at me and said "you're nasty. That's just disgusting."
Like I can fucking help it.
I'm assuming this is your little brother :)
Yeah. Me and my mum (dad doesn't live with us) had basically given up trying to hide the reality of the cycle from my brother, and we were sitting at the table talking about stuff and he was there with his laptop, and after about 15 minutes of him sitting there silently he said,
"You know, I'm feeling kinda left out."
And we looked at each other, and I looked at him and said,
"Trust me, this is not a club you want to join."
He is my younger brother, but he's only a year and a half younger than me. We're not that far apart in age.
Later I told him "for your own sake then, I would advise you don't look under the bathroom sink."
I don't understand what is so "nasty" about it! I mean sure the cycle is gruesome (both mentally and physically) but I mean come on! It's cotton on a string!
He opened it anyways. He realized what all of it was and then looked at me and said "you're nasty. That's just disgusting."
Like I can fucking help it.
Yeah. Me and my mum (dad doesn't live with us) had basically given up trying to hide the reality of the cycle from my brother, and we were sitting at the table talking about stuff and he was there with his laptop, and after about 15 minutes of him sitting there silently he said,
"You know, I'm feeling kinda left out."
And we looked at each other, and I looked at him and said,
"Trust me, this is not a club you want to join."
Later I told him "for your own sake then, I would advise you don't look under the bathroom sink."