There is nothing like getting to remember yesterday was International Women's Day -
Like getting woken up in the middle of the night to be reminded you're female.
And you're pretty certain by this point that the whole reproductive exercise is just that - an exercise.
Kind of like riding that stationary bike. Pedal like mad - get nowhere whatsoever. But boy howdy - you're healthy! YAY.
~*snarlgrumble*~
You think it's such a great idea, you do it. Oh. That's right.
Yanno, I'm not going to suggest you slam your penis in a car door once a month - but you might consider how "nice" your life would be if, say, it bled once a month for five days. Enough you had to wear a diaper. And pretend nothing was going on. Oh la di dah.
Oh yeah - and it hurts some, too.
But. You're not female, you're not in the loop.
I guess I should be happy - this month, I don't have to consider breaking a law in South Dakota.
Hoo-fucking-ray.
Lemme alone. Rest of the time, I'm expected to deal with this all by my lonesome. Really really.
Like getting woken up in the middle of the night to be reminded you're female.
And you're pretty certain by this point that the whole reproductive exercise is just that - an exercise.
Kind of like riding that stationary bike. Pedal like mad - get nowhere whatsoever. But boy howdy - you're healthy! YAY.
~*snarlgrumble*~
You think it's such a great idea, you do it. Oh. That's right.
Yanno, I'm not going to suggest you slam your penis in a car door once a month - but you might consider how "nice" your life would be if, say, it bled once a month for five days. Enough you had to wear a diaper. And pretend nothing was going on. Oh la di dah.
Oh yeah - and it hurts some, too.
But. You're not female, you're not in the loop.
I guess I should be happy - this month, I don't have to consider breaking a law in South Dakota.
Hoo-fucking-ray.
Lemme alone. Rest of the time, I'm expected to deal with this all by my lonesome. Really really.
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Date: 2006-03-09 03:26 pm (UTC)I've become good friends with Carbona Blood Stain remover - too many nasty surprises and leaks not to :(
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Date: 2006-03-09 03:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-09 03:35 pm (UTC)What amazing synchronicity.
I am particularly bitter about this myself today because after 13 female free months, I was really hoping maybe I was DONE! No such luck. Meh.
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Date: 2006-03-09 05:16 pm (UTC)Wish we could join you in China. I need to investigate further some of those grants programs for potential adopters. And maybe get my house's downstairs finished, too.
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Date: 2006-03-09 06:59 pm (UTC)I'd really look into pulling some equity out of yours - even to finish the downstairs in the bargain.
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Date: 2006-03-09 07:07 pm (UTC)You could always use Depo and just, you know, stop having periods! I know two girls that do this (one being my wife) and the lack of periods makes my life very awesome.
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Date: 2006-03-09 08:56 pm (UTC)It's never easy, toots. There are no solutions that work for everyone.
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Date: 2006-03-09 07:44 pm (UTC)I'd guess it's perhaps that you're pretty stoic about it, and you go the "hiding the pain and discomfort" route.
My husband has learned to predict when I'm "indisposed". He might not really comprehend the physical pain, but behaviorally speaking, it's hard to miss that I'm going through something I do not like and it's letting me indulge in latent tendencies to fuck the rules when it comes to interacting with other people. I've always been that way I suppose (my mom says that I was a pretty quiet child from birth, except for when I was sick and frustrated - in which case the whole neighborhood would hear about it), but it's become really obvious now that I share living space with another human being on an hourly basis most of the week.
I'll start complaining about bloating, soreness, and pain; I'll start tossing and turning in bed half the night, fail to get decent sleep, and wake up crankier than I went in; I'll be crying about stuff that didn't seem to bother me at all the day before; and more importantly, I pretty much beg off most intimate bodily contact for the entirety (don't hug me, don't touch me anywhere under my waistline, don't stand too close). He's learned that I can seldom be lured outside, but for extreme necessity (i.e., we're all out of food, or toilet paper, and he's on the doorstep of death). When I'm having a particularly bad month, I have to be bribed to get out of my pajamas and my humble abode for the duration of the weekend (and thank god for birth control, because once upon a time I'd never get my period to cover even part of a weekend).
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Date: 2006-03-09 09:06 pm (UTC)It's not pretty, it's not honest, but it keeps me working and stuff.
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Date: 2006-03-10 02:26 am (UTC)Besides, if I'm ever bound to run into someone who's gonna belittle me for being sensitive to pain, I'll be sure to remind them that bravery and grace is not about say... pushing something the size of a regulation football out of your vagina... but knowing that you're gonna feel like you're dying from it throughout, and deciding to do it anyway.
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Date: 2006-03-09 09:22 pm (UTC)I feel your pain.
Being female rules
Date: 2006-03-10 09:58 am (UTC)Just... pain. Terrible, terrible pain, and horribly violent mood swings. I feel all jittery, dizzy and out of synch with everything.
It's nice to know that even though I can keep a pair of panties pristine a bit longer than most women, I'm still suffering, isn't it? ; ;
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Date: 2006-03-10 01:43 pm (UTC)