Deeply personal stories of Nigerian women written in the first person.
My Period As A 22-Year-Old Marketing Strategist in Enugu
Day 1 comes with heavy and crazy cramps 80% of the time, irritation, and cravings for junk but 0-1% appetite for a full meal. My flow is heavy on day 1. I crave physical touches like cuddles and hugs, but nothing sexual. I change my pads after 7 - 8 hours a day (morning, late afternoon and night – depending).
My Period As A 25-Year-Old Customer Service Provider in Iju Ishaga, Lagos
Personally, I have experienced period poverty since I started my period. I was advised by my mum to use clothes because I couldn’t afford to get a sanitary pad. I think I started using a pad when I was in Senior Secondary School. That was when I was able to afford pads because I was saving part of my money to buy them. As women, we need to be able to buy pads. However, when women can not afford pads because of poverty, then the government and non-governmental organizations should come in to help out. The female gender should be protected in times like this.
My Period As A 23-Year-Old Content Writer in Ibadan, Oyo
When it finally came, I was washed with relief. I hurriedly added it to my tracking app. Now, because it was already dramatic by being late, you would assume that it didn't come with extra. LOL. I was in so much pain in the morning when I got up around 7 am. I was tired, I felt like I had not slept in days. I also didn't have any appetite so it meant taking pain-relieving meds was a struggle. I got in the shower, and then came diarrhoea, and severe back pain. I was able to make it out of the shower and because I always keep sanitary pads, I had what I needed. I ate around 11 am. I had oats for breakfast and then proceeded to lay on my stomach for another hour.
My Period As A 22-Year-Old Student Living on N30k per Month in LUTH, Lagos
I get breakfast by 10 am because I'm really hungry and I make it a point to get swallow with some protein because I know I only eat twice a day; I have to find a way to make sure I get nutrients somehow. I get back to my room and watch some Netflix series, probably cry a little. Around this time, the period blues really hit. I struggle with intrusive thoughts that are particularly heightened around this period so I distract myself with true crime podcasts, chores, work and ticking off activities from my to-do list for the rest of the day.