I’m lucky enough to really love my body.
But I hate, hate, hate deeply the fact I’m biologically female. And especially, technically, the fact I have periods. Mine are the bad kind. The kind that makes you cry out in pain for hours with violent cramps, the kind with the long and severe PMS (actually, PMDD) that turns you into a depressed and angry wreck for days. And the blood loss……..
I feel we never talk about the blood loss. If we do, we are told that we are oversharing. We never talk or show the ugly part of that body of ours. It’s shameful, it’s taboo. so many cute and mild names we give to menstruations, in order to not name them bluntly ! Yet we have to undergo that taboo moment, 13 times a year, and just suffer in silence - cause it’s embarrassing y’know ?
And I am embarrassed too. I am the first one feeling disgusted and gross, I am the one that can hardly look at my own bloody thighs, because it strikes right in the taboo, right in my own inner turmoils and limits about how I feel about period, and maybe also about how we are supposed to behave about.
However. I’m neither good to behave, neither to not talk about anything. So here it is. What is going on, below.
This is fucking amazing.