Period cramp? (you aren't alone)

I was 16 at that time. The next day my final exams were starting. The first exam was of physics and we all know how hard it is. It was my second day of the period. Dad was gone for his job, mom market, and my sis school. I was alone. As during periods girls aren't allowed to go inside the kitchen, my mom had kept water and a noodle for me on the table. Due to the pain the previous day too I was unable to prepare for exams but that day I had no other choice with a hot bag at the stomach I was practicing projectile derivation when intense period cramp hit me for the first time. At first, I thought It will go soon, but with time it kept on increasing. It was becoming hard for me to breathe. I crawled to the table where mom had kept hot water for me. I sipped it without even caring about how hot it was. The pain was spreading to my thigh, toe, back, and hips. It felt as if every part of my body was tearing apart. I couldn't resist more I was alone and helpless. I screamed, screamed in pain the only thing that came to my lips was 'Mom, Mom please help me'. I was craving for mercy, I laid on the floor my knees wrapped around my hands crying and shouting for help but I was alone except blood which was forcing themself out making me stinking. I used to hold my breath thinking it was reducing the pain but again after 5 seconds it was becoming unbearable and with breathing out of the air the pain was doubled. 'Why was I even born female?', I began cursing my existence. Why can't boys share this pain? why even nature discriminated us in this matter? My body was covered with sweat and the pain at the stomach was so intense that I was confused if it was just pain or Diarrhea? Thinking going to the washroom can ease the pain I lifted myself with the help of the wall and falling several times I reached the toilet. But being there wasn't helping I was in pain even more. My stool was all liquid and the whole body was bulging like hot lava. Before I could drag myself out of there I felt nauseous and vomited right on the door. my leg felt numb, my whole body felt numb. I passed out outside the washroom door unconscious but not for long. I wished I was unconscious for all the 5 days of periods. The pain was so intense that standing up from there was difficult I screaming loud crawl back to my room and prayed, made arguments, negotiated with an unknown god in my head to whom I was negotiating my precious things on the return to stop that pain. I was crushing myself what had I done wrong to get something painful as that in return. It was living hell I have seen the hell.  The feeling to stab my own lower stomach again and again until it was shattered and pain-free. The suicidal thoughts just to make that pain stop thinking death would be a lot easier than that wasn't normal. the urge to spit on time and god who pasted the curse named period to every woman's head wasn't dramatic. the scream the shout those tears were real. During all those past years I never became hopeless on anything and the thought of dying was never there not once in my mind but that day everything changed. I wanted to die I wanted to get rid of that pain no matter what it was going to cost me. I crawl toward the window 'i will die. I will die', I screamed but standing there and jumping out of the window my body was too weak for that too I couldn't even stand from my place. I just lie down there and waited for death. Why? Why? that was the only question uttering from my mouth. My legs were swollen and I had again vomited inside there. Soon I heard my mom calling me from the door. Hearing her voice I got the first ray of hope that I can survive that. Her voice woke up my inner child inside me, my shout became double freaking my mom out. She hurried toward me 'What happened to you?', she shouted 'Mom, I am dying. I am dying', I cried even more, 'Please save me mom', she hurried and pulled a pain killer from the first aid bag. I sipped down it in a second in the hope of that pain to stop but soon after I vomited again maybe that medicine too. My mom was freaking out more than me, she called a neighbor with a car and plead him to help me. The neighboring uncle came to me and both mom and he helped me get into the car. I am gonna survive the pain is gonna heal I am going to doctor I was semi-conscious, on the consciousness the only thing I was feeling was the pain I didn't even know who that uncle was. I was at the hospital and the nurse quickly sends me to emergency I was injected two times at my hip, and after some time the pain was gone. That feeling was heavenly my whole body numb my eyes were swollen but it felt good. The first step on the ground after that gave me a series of current flowing through my body. According to the doctor, 'It was normal for some girl to feel that pain'. Was that normal? The hell that I survived earlier was that normal? The doctor prescribed some pain killers to me but was that a solution. You aren't going to die isn't an answer to that pain. I almost suicide because of that. I regretted what was I thinking at that time.  The worst thing is that wasn't the last time that I felt those things. There are many sleepless nights that I have spent crying with a pillow in my mouth conscious not to wake others. There are many tears and screams I have shed in front of others. There are many events I have missed just because of this curse. And the most painful thing during this time is the people who say we are overreacting it. It hurts the most more than the pain.  I want to say everyone out there who has experienced intense pain in periods. I know not all girls experience it but we do. You aren't alone the thing you are struggling is making you stronger every month. If someone tells you, you are being overdramatic don't listen to them I know what you go through every month and I wanna tell you, you aren't alone. If you feel the same please comment me your experience on the comment section. I will try to share that too in another chapter of this book 'Period cramp'. Thank you.