I just got off a flight where I watched a movie, and then cried for the remaining hour and a half of the flight. Those two events were unrelated, but that was my flight experience. When I landed I rushed to the bathroom because I was in a window seat and too worried that I would bother the people sitting next to me to ask them if I could get up for a second and use the bathroom. In the bathroom, I find out I am in fact on my period. OHHHH that’s why I was so emotional and non-stop crying on the plane. The second I found out I was on my period the emotions I felt previously had no value. Why did the world program us this way? To feel ashamed and critical of our feelings? To be dismissive of our feelings and treat them insignificantly? Feelings are powerful, and I am not sure why we are so afraid of that power, yet I still am.