To my dear boyfriend, please read with caution, though none of this will come as a surprise.
In follow up to this article I recently shared on here as well as on my personal Facebook page about vagina-bearers having unintentionally painful sex, I’ve been doing a lot of soul searching lately. I know the pain the author talks about all too personally. Although my boyfriend and I have attempted intercourse several times in the past few months, it has never been pleasurable because I’m in too much pain for us to actually do anything. At best, we try to insert him into me, then lay motionless until I’m sufficiently numb from the stinging to naively think I can tolerate more. Thrusting hasn’t even been a possibility yet, just (barely) insertion and the occasional wriggle forward and back a couple of times. Who’d have thought that something with such a soft, pliable tip could feel so sharp, like a dagger piercing through my flesh? (more…)
Amen. We’re largely products of our environments. If you grow up hearing how much your parents, siblings, relatives, and friends hate their bodies, it’s only a matter of time until you start finding “problems” with yours. Start your younger loved ones with a solid foundation in a better direction. It’s never too late to set a good stage.
I stumbled upon a controversial photograph on Facebook earlier today. It’s an image of an adult’s bare torso, showing from just above ribs to just below hips. Not a big deal. The problem is that this wasn’t a shot of some guy out jogging or sunning himself on a beach or walking to class on a warm day. (more…)
I will admit that despite my love of periods, I was grossed out the first time I came across washable maxi pads on Etsy. They were the color of caulk and looked like scraps of fabric salvaged from an old dog bed. Ick. (more…)
I’m not usually into New Year’s resolutions because, y’know, introverts don’t tend to need Hallmark holidays to trigger introspection. But this year, in the spirit of a healthy body and a healthy mind, I have two…