Yesterday, I made a visit to the ENT (Ear, Nose, Throat) Doctor. I’ve been so preoccupied with other health symptoms that I hadn’t realized how bad my allergy symptoms were getting. I can’t remember the last time I could breathe through my nose, let alone go through a day without several allergy attacks. Guess you could say, I just couldn’t take it anymore.
(Warning: I use the words Boobs and Period in this post.)
When I was a young teenager, I was a girly-girl on the inside, but probably more like a tomboy on the outside. I loved girly things such as Barbies, dancing, and crafts. I also loved to play basketball, adventure in the woods, and ride motorized bikes. I had a compassionate and gentle heart inside this gawky, skinny, and narrow frame. None of this concerned me growing up. But, by the time I turned 13, I grew nervous about having no boobs and no period.