Because I was stressed out about my classes
I stopped getting my period
which made me quite stressed
Now the doctor is holding my legs down
telling me to relax
and because I can’t relax
and I feel like I’m being attacked
I become very stressed. She says,
“Miss Park, you are not pregnant.
Are you worried about
getting your period?”
“Well, try not to worry about that.
It’ll only make you more sick.
Now scoot all the way down
and put your feet in these stirrups,
yes, that’s it.”
My boyfriend holds my hand
and helps me do breathing excercises
and it helps, alot,
until I start yelling.
“Don’t touch me, don’t touch me!”
I shriek. I can’t help it.