Babe, hey I want to do it.
I am not in the mood. I am tired.
You don't have to do anything, just lay there.
No. I don't want to. I just showered. I want to sleep. Maybe tomorrow.
If you were to ask me ten years ago to write my story, sorry no. If you were to ask me to write about the trauma I had went through as a maturing pre-teen, I would have told you to shit bricks,.. oops is that language even allowed here? Apologies. In my defense ten years ago, I was fifteen years young, filled with anger and trauma. I've honestly had this tab sitting open. Not knowing where to start. As you can tell by my picture, it's 2 a.m. A normal person would be sleeping at this time. Here I am rambling about things that don't really matter, so I will get started, the first time it happened.
I attended an outdoor concert last summer. It was an amazing event. There was just one problem. I spent the entire evening wearing moist panties.
The joke is that 2020 dating is ruined because of COVID. Now some argue better because of video chatting/getting to know one another better, but I argue worse because there are no hilarious first date fails and there is a massive lack of real fun. But I digress.
Female Genital Mutilation is a common issue in certain parts of the world, but often unknown in others. Despite existing in a small part of society that acknowledges it’s existence and tries to put an end to it, there’s still a lot of people that don’t know what this is, since hearing about the topic is extremely rare.
Being a female traveler has its own obstacles, one of which is dealing with the menstrual cycle. Whether it's a twenty-hour bus ride through South America or a stay in a hotel in Melbourne when the flow hits you, no lady enjoys the thought of her favorite khaki trousers being ruined by the crimson wave.
All right, it's not a topic that most women will feel comfortable talking about. The time of the month may be a dreaded affair, but let's face it ladies. In addition to mood swings and lethargy, there is also bloating and cramping that can often be intensely difficult to deal with. All of these inherently affect our lifestyle, from being sedentary and not working out to being careful about what to wear to contain our discomfort.
So, here is some Gender Studies 101. Throughout the history of the world, the majority of cultures around the world treated women as second class citizens. The woman’s purpose was in the home and caring for the children. All women should know these skills, the 3 C’s, cook, clean, care for children. A woman should also be submissive and quiet. The saying goes “A good wife is a quiet one.” Women should not have an opinion about politics, jobs, money, leadership, property, etc… A woman’s role was to know how to be attractive, household skills, a good wife, and a good mother.
We have all been struggled with our body in one way or another. It is hard to remember sometimes all that our body does for us and just how beautiful we are. When you look at your tummy in the mirror remember the feeling you got when you first saw the little bump that got bigger and bigger as it surrounded a growing baby. Remember how bad it hurt when you laughed so hard you cried. Hold onto that feeling and tell yourself that it is giving you the nutrients and energy you need to keep laughing and helping those around you whether it is chasing the babies around, working tirelessly, or holding another up when they are weak. When you look at your legs remember the feeling of running towards a loved one you haven’t seen in awhile. How they carried you so effortlessly. Remember all of the mountains you have climbed and just how beautiful the view was and how you wouldn’t have gotten there or even gotten out of bed this morning without them. Hold onto that feeling. Look at your arms. Remember the feeling of a warm embrace. How they gave you the ability to hold something close to your heart. Be it a person or a thing. Remember that. Hold onto it. Look at your face. Look at your eyes. Remember all of the sights they have seen and the looks of others eyes locking into yours letting you know you seen, you are safe, you are beautiful, you are loved. Remember the fire that burns inside of them when you set your mind to something. The lines that lay gently next to them. Remember all of the laughs you have laughed in order to earn those. All of the bright skies that have blinded you and made you squint, but it was a blessing because that means you have gotten to see a sunny day. Look at the skin on your face and remember all of the times it has been touched by a gentle hand, the warm rays of the sun, the kisses of babies and puppies. It may look tired, but that is because it has been through another day. Another day that you have gotten to live. Look at your mouth. Remember all of the times it has allowed you to say I love you. Remember the countless smiles you have given and how you have completely made someone’s day with your smile. Think back to the last stranger you smiled at and how they smiled back at you. Remember that feeling. Remember the feeling of making silly faces to make others laugh. Remember words that have been spoken to let others know you care. Remember the times that you haven’t had to say anything at all. They way your expression allowed you to say 1000 words without a single peep. Remember looking at yourself in the mirror at a low point and telling yourself you can do this and you did. We often take our bodies for granted and only see the flaws. We don’t remember the sunsets painted across them that almost reflected the bright and beautiful souls on the inside. We don’t think about how others see us and the fact that they see us for the actions we are doing and not the flaws that we think we have. Our bodies are something to be proud of. Every stretch mark, wrinkle, scar, and anything else we see as a flaw is really just a reflection of how much we have lived, the things we have gone through, and how strong we are. We are only ever given one body and it is our job to keep it healthy, but it is also our job to live and we cannot do that if we are to self conscious to do something based on how we look, worried about the calories we are consuming instead of enjoying the meal with our loved ones, or spending countess hours trying to change the way we look or covering it up when we could be doing something far more important, because remember that people see you for your actions and what you are doing with your body and not how you actually look. Those that are looking are looking at how beautiful you look and are thinking how blessed they are to have you in their life. All of these negative thoughts are in our minds and we project them onto our bodies, but most of the time the only place they really are is simply in our head. Remember all that your body has done and try to look at it as a child does. They do not know flaws. They only know bodies and how each are different and unique, but never flawed. You are beautiful and try to paint these memories across your body the next time you want to portray a negative thought onto it.