Period rant

[rotf-lmao.livejournal.com]

You 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.

Comments

[rotf-lmao.livejournal.com]

This is going to sound silly, but.

I always feel uncomfortable around dogs during that particular week. Especially dogs whose heads are at...that certain level.

I've honest to God had dogs make beelines for me. It's....disconcerting.

[frolicnaked.livejournal.com]

I find that dogs make beelines for my crotch no matter what time of the month it is for me, so I understand the disconcerting feeling.

I mean, on one hand, it's a bit flattering that so many creatures find my crotch appealing. On the other, when I envision living beings drawn to my crotch, dogs are not the ones I had in mind. ;)