My experience was not good. I got it at 10. I had no idea what the heck it was. When I told mom she had to ask a neighbor for a pad which mortified me. No explanation just a pad and a warning that I could get pregnant! I had a sister 11 years older than me and she never bothered to tell me or teach me or console me. When my younger sister got hers I was the one to help her. I vowed that my girls would never feel afraid or ashamed of their bodies and womanhood. My mother would bind my breasts to try and stop them from growing. It was such a horrible feeling to know I brought shame to her.