Later on I’d continued to argue with my Dad, specifically about him making me buy a bra tomorrow, but he was adamant. My sister Chelsea told me they weren’t so bad, which was the attitude she took to almost everything I had to adapt to since the changes started. She was supportive of me and sympathized with me, but I knew she kind of liked it all too. It gave her the opportunity to be a good big sister. She was the only girl in the family since our mother died. When I had my first period last month, Chelsea actually cried and hugged me before giving me a tampon. Read more