Does anyone else get this, or just me?
You're sitting there and suddenly you flash back to your last trip to the bathroom. You distinctly remember removing a tampon, but have no real recollection of putting a new one in.
Did I forget? Is it still sitting there, in its wrapper, on the back of the toilet?
Am I the only one who has had this nagging doubt?
|"Was it a bad idea to wear white today?" - SOURCE|
I am loathe to admit this, but the reason I suffer this anxiety is that it's happened to me. Twice in one day. God only knows what had me so pre-occupied that day, but ever since I find myself, at least once every cycle, besieged by a need to run to the nearest washroom and do a quick string-check.
Everyone gets this once in a while, right?
Oh, just me?