When Sheila got her first period at twelve, she thought the pain would get better with time. It didn’t. Every month came with violent cramps, waves of nausea, dizziness and bouts of vomiting that left her curled up in bed, missing school, exams and eventually even work. Once, she collapsed at a matatu stage.
“I thought I was dying,” she says. “But everyone kept telling me it was normal. That I just needed to be strong.”