Recently, Rissa arrived home from school, all moany and growly and generally not her usual bouncy self.
"Are you tired honey?"
"NO! My PERIOD started." Grrrrrrrrrr...
(So... I have this thing. Women shouldn't use their periods as a convenient excuse for just being moody bitches. Yes, most definitely it can be a pain in the ass, both metaphorically and quite literally (say if your sit bones come into play - I mean Sweet Mother of Creation - how can you even HURT there - they are bones!?!) But you know what? You don't have to decimate the rest of the world with your hormonal fallout. I had no cramping until I was in my 20s. It only really got bad for me AFTER having babies. Unintentional moodiness happens, sure, but if I find myself doing it, that's when I know to take a breath, regroup and pour myself a
Rissa's new to the game, I therefore take a patience-filled breath before I ask, "Are you cramping?" Maybe she's in true discomfort. I ready my bosom for a commiserative hug.
"No... but the universe is mean!! We shouldn't HAVE to bleed."
Well I can't really fault that sentiment. "How about this? How about you become a scientist and you can figure out a way for women not to actually have to bleed, but they can still ovulate and have babies?"
"No, that seems like a lot of work. Especially if I'm having my period."
|Chart Your Cycle - by Chella Quint - awesome zine!!|