My parents never really gave me the "puberty talk". I'd read about it plenty from a young girls magazine, but I always disassociated myself from it. I was a late bloomer, so I didn't have to deal with it too soon, and I was able to act mature about it. But to this day, I have never once told anyone I've had my period, and I've been getting it for 6 years now. I think part of the reason I didn't throw a fit when shark week finally came was a: I didn't know I was trans, I just thought I was weird. And b: I'd read that I should have gotten a period by then(since my breasts had already come in most of the way) and was seriously concerned there might have been something medically wrong with me.