Bad Timing

Dear my period,

You always seem to appear when it’s least practical. Last summer the thing I was most excited about was having a holiday without you. For every single drama exam you decided to tag along, a very unwelcome companion. At least having this year’s exams cancelled means I have another year to build up the confidence to ask my GP about contraception. Maybe next year I won’t have to sit in a freezing sports hall in horrible pain trying to write in Spanish.

Not a lot of love,

Molly

Molly, England