In 5th grade I remember sitting around the playground during lunch and watching all of the girls compare feminine products. They all carried their own maxi-pads and tampons in their purses. I carried a kickball in my backpack.  I didn’t understand why they were all so giddy about having their period.  In high school, the same thing happened. Girls shared their thoughts on tampons and which ones were better than others.  They hated their cramps and bloating.  Once again I had nothing to share.  By my senior year I was still period-free and I was happy for that.  I didn’t have to worry about cramps, bloating or stained panties.  I was free from all of those worries.

Then it happened. The most dreadful day of my late bloomer life.

During the fall of my freshman year at Rutgers, Aunt Flow made it’s unwelcomed appearance. I woke up in a bed and it looked like someone committed second degree murder.  Call in CSI, my lady parts have been murdered. I remember wondering how I was able to sleep through all of the bleeding, then looked over at desk and noticed a bottle of Mad Dog. Oh, that explains it. From that moment on, I’ve hated everything about having a period.  Seven whole days and out of those 7 days, at least 4 of them are competing with Niagara Falls when it comes to the flow. Thankfully, I don’t have to deal with cramps, but I’ll gladly exchange cramps for a shorter period.

It’s been a while since I’ve  written about my battles with my horrible menstrual cycle, but most of my friends are the special ones that get to listen to me complain every month. Since I work with all women, we share our horrid period stories especially “Have you ever______” stories. The most remembered one is, “Have you ever laughed or sneezed and it felt like your tampon fell out?”, yeah, been there, done that, got the stained clothes to prove it.

Recently I decided to take control over my period and take a stab at birth control pills.  For the longest, friends suggested that I try the pill to shorten my period, but I was so hell bent on not taking them, mainly because I didn’t want to die from a blood clot. Even though the chances of it happening are slim, why would I want to put myself into harms way?  I figured it would be good to test them out before a planned trip because I hate traveling on my period.  One of my biggest “oops” happened a few years back on a business flight from Baltimore to Miami and I had to walk off the plane with a jacket tied around my waist.

Two weeks ago, I officially became a birth control pill popper. I even set an alarm on my phone as a reminder to take a pill at the same time each day.  I also spent time reading up on possible side effects, with my primary concern being blood clots.  I already know of three people that suffered from blood clots, and thankfully they didn’t die. The possibility of death just to shorten my period isn’t that becoming.

Day 1- Ok, no blood clots

Day 2- Ok, no blood clots

Day 3- Why is everyone getting on my damn nerves?

Day 4- OMG, I want to punch this chick in the face!


To hell with a blood clot.

Birth control pills turned me into this “HULK SMASH” chick. My mood plummeted.  I was angry. Not just run of the mill angry, but angry to the point of wanting to throw and break things. My level of patience was gone.  I complained to my friend that I felt like I was about to go crazy.  I decided to head to the Google to see if I could find anything else about this pill. Lo and behold, I came across this little ditty of a site:  Ask A Patient.

There are eight pages (probably more) of women complaining about the same issues! Either they felt as though they turned into a crazy lady, or they were severely depressed to the point of having to take antidepressants.  One woman even said her husband took her pills and ran them over with a car because of her mood after taking them for a week. Another women said she’d rather risk pregnancy than take the pill.

I’m officially done with this pill. I will gladly bleed for 7 days than to feel as though I’m about to either burst into tears or wring someone’s neck.  Maybe one day I”ll donate my reproductive organs to science, but until then, I’ll stick with my own hormones and period panties.

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  • Erin

    I had a similar experience my freshman year of college. I was taking a generic version of Yaz and I can’t even begin to describe the mood swings I had within the first week. After happily going to a party, getting paranoid, storming out angry, and ending my night crying in the shower, I realized something was terribly wrong. I called my mom the next day and told her that I needed to switch pills. I never had a problem since. My suggestion is to at least try a different kind of birth control before giving up completely. My birth control journey definitely paid off as I now have 3-day, cramp free cycles. Good luck!

  • LemonNLime

    I tried the pill and had the same result. Don’t believe me, ask my ex who I threaten to stab with a butter knife or my Mom who at one point didn’t even want me coming home during PMS because my mood swings were volatile. That was the first time I tried it and the last! I am not one for taking pills anyway. Plus I like having friends and family and I don’t want to give all of that up just to have a regular period. Bump that… my friends and family agree.

  • StacyAustralia

    Wow!! I never had issues with birth control pills. I took pills 3 years stopped for 2 just recently started back this summer. I’ve always taken the single hormone pill. I took Depo-provera in my early 20’s and only issue I had (unfortunately) was weight gain. I have had friends that became beasts when they were on pills. I didn’t deal with them during certain weeks. Lol

  • Hmm. I suggest asking an expert’s advice regarding what happened to you. I also panicked during my first month of taking the birth control pills. In my case, I had blotches for the whole month! I asked for a doctor’s advice and she told me that it was normal. I had a sigh of relief on my second month because the doctor was right.

  • I have always been allergic to BC pills…so I don’t take them…last thing I tried was the patch…and it actually did not make me sick, but my hair was falling out…so that was a no go! I have talked many friends out of taking that depo shot because it makes girls suicidal/crazy…at least all the ones i have met! I don’t think anyone should take MANMADE pills to stop what God intended a woman to go through…jus saying…there are many other forms of BC!