Will never forget the first time I went back-to-school shopping with my dad after my parents got divorced. I was like 12 and I have 4 brothers who were there too. We're in the Kohl's checkout and my dad nervously looks around and frantically whispers to me "Do... you.... need... underwear?"

Like I understand men being careful of what they say to young girls in public, but hello you're my DAD and everyone in line at this Kohl's knows that 12-year-olds wear underwear??? So instead I got to be publicly shamed for needing underwear because he was a freakin man baby. He also never once asked about or provided tampons or pads, so I was hoarding & smuggling those into those house until I was 18