Period rant
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vaginapaginaYou know, I've read many posts in this and certain other communities, written by girls/women who obviously feel quite positive about this whole period business. I've always marveled at that, because my own feelings about the phenomenon are quite different....
I hate having my period. Okay? Loathe it. In fact, if there were a way for me to stop it permanently, I'd probably do it in a heartbeat. But since I think it would be rather difficult to convince a doctor to perform a full hysterectomy on a healthy 26-year-old just because she doesn't want it anymore...I'm most likely stuck with it, no?
Right now, I'm on the third day of my period. I'm crampy as hell, I'm bloated like a fucking baby beluga, and I'm moody as all get out. I could deal with all that, though, if I didn't feel so dirty. Seriously. I feel rotten, like I could take four showers a day and still not feel clean.
Of course the pad thing only makes it worse, since every time I go to the bathroom I have a visual reminder of what's going on. I know I've got the option to use tampons, but since they make my cramps have cramps, that's really not an option.
I've heard of women who make art out of used pads and menstrual blood, and while I'm amazed that they're able to do that, I'll be honest: I don't understand it. I don't even want to be reminded of mine at all, let alone turn it into art. The smell, the sight....it just sickens me.
I know it's all terribly unfeminist of me and everything, but I honestly cannot stand having my period. When I skip a month (or two, or three), it's not a cause for concern; I'm too busy thanking whatever God may exist that I get to bypass the whole fucking mess for a while.
And I feel like my poor vagina's stuck in the middle of all this. Normally she and I are best friends. I pay her much attention. :) But, when my damn ovaries & uterus decide to make their presence known -- well, the situation gets icy. My vagina and I spend a week each month not being on speaking terms.
I just felt the need to post this tonight. I hope no one's offended by it, but this is the way I feel, so I won't apologize.
I hate having my period. Okay? Loathe it. In fact, if there were a way for me to stop it permanently, I'd probably do it in a heartbeat. But since I think it would be rather difficult to convince a doctor to perform a full hysterectomy on a healthy 26-year-old just because she doesn't want it anymore...I'm most likely stuck with it, no?
Right now, I'm on the third day of my period. I'm crampy as hell, I'm bloated like a fucking baby beluga, and I'm moody as all get out. I could deal with all that, though, if I didn't feel so dirty. Seriously. I feel rotten, like I could take four showers a day and still not feel clean.
Of course the pad thing only makes it worse, since every time I go to the bathroom I have a visual reminder of what's going on. I know I've got the option to use tampons, but since they make my cramps have cramps, that's really not an option.
I've heard of women who make art out of used pads and menstrual blood, and while I'm amazed that they're able to do that, I'll be honest: I don't understand it. I don't even want to be reminded of mine at all, let alone turn it into art. The smell, the sight....it just sickens me.
I know it's all terribly unfeminist of me and everything, but I honestly cannot stand having my period. When I skip a month (or two, or three), it's not a cause for concern; I'm too busy thanking whatever God may exist that I get to bypass the whole fucking mess for a while.
And I feel like my poor vagina's stuck in the middle of all this. Normally she and I are best friends. I pay her much attention. :) But, when my damn ovaries & uterus decide to make their presence known -- well, the situation gets icy. My vagina and I spend a week each month not being on speaking terms.
I just felt the need to post this tonight. I hope no one's offended by it, but this is the way I feel, so I won't apologize.
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Date: 2006-10-21 01:58 am (UTC)Having a sex drive and not being totally moody and depressed, however, trumps it all.
You should definitely look into the IUD, though. I've been thinking about it, too.
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Date: 2006-10-21 02:02 am (UTC)I have all kinds of things to research now: cloth pads, IUDs....whoot. I'm gonna be busy!
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Date: 2006-10-21 02:27 am (UTC)and that is a hormonal iud, too.
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Date: 2006-10-21 04:18 am (UTC)I mean, I'm hormonally fucked up anyway (I have hydrocephalus and it affected my hormones like WHOA), so I think that the added estrogen just sent me hurtling over the edge.
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Date: 2006-10-21 05:18 am (UTC)i sort of regard it as being non-hormonal....except for my loss of periods. which...yay.
unfortunately, by the same token, my skin has gone back to its pre-hormonal bc state:greasy mess. eeeeeeew. but that is a side effect i am willing to deal with for the convenience and cheapness of the iud. and better sex drive!