Dear Men,
If I had a nickel for everytime I hear a guy complain against the moodiness of women during our monthly period, I would probably have five houses by now.
First of all, the mere fact you haven't had a menstrual period should automatically bar you from commenting or saying anything about menstruation and how we deal with it. But because my time of the month is starting right about now I can't help but give into my the hormonal forces violently surging through my whole being. In a couple of hours, I assure you, my body is goint to transform to a human version of Megatron in steroids. Isn’t the female human body amazing?
If I had a nickel for everytime I hear a guy complain against the moodiness of women during our monthly period, I would probably have five houses by now.
First of all, the mere fact you haven't had a menstrual period should automatically bar you from commenting or saying anything about menstruation and how we deal with it. But because my time of the month is starting right about now I can't help but give into my the hormonal forces violently surging through my whole being. In a couple of hours, I assure you, my body is goint to transform to a human version of Megatron in steroids. Isn’t the female human body amazing?
First, let me tell you that when we get our visit from the red planet our body literally bloats. Literally. All in a matter of minutes. Our breasts feel like it's going to explode. I believe that our breasts' equivalent to your human anatomy are your balls. Imagine your balls about to explode. That's how we feel EVERY MONTH! Everything is puffy and our internal organs feel like they're tossing and turning in their place and are attempting to change places.
That's is why we are cranky. Because we are in extreme pain. It is so extreme that it makes us want to reach inside our bodies to yank out our uterus. It is that bad.
In some days, our vagina feels like it's going to separate itself from our body and fall to the floor. It feels like Chuckie and his bride and their whole darn clan are simultaneously trying to crawl out of there. And the painful part is that I am not exaggerating.
Then there is the discomfort. We have dirty blood pouring out of our body 24 hours a day for at least three days. DIRTY. BLOOD. ALL. THE. TIME. No matter the technology that our pads offer, it will not keep the blood from touching our body and it's there all the freakin' time. It's wet. In between our legs. Try putting a wet towel in your armpits for three days and let's see if you don't punch every other guy that smiles at your on the street.
So, next time you ever think about saying "lighten up" during our period, don't. Unless you’re some kind of sick S&M freak, there will never be anything "light" about a day in which you have to consciously stop yourself from marching to the kitchen to get the sharpest knife and end your life in a blaze of glory.
For the love of God, just shut up! When we are having our period, shut up or stay the eff away but don't you ever ever question our moods again.
Women With Monthly
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