cycleusin
cycleusin
𝙲𝚢𝚌𝚕𝚎 𝚄𝚜 𝙸𝚗
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cycleusin · 6 months ago
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cycleusin · 6 months ago
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Sounds about right for ol' Donald.
I just read that Donald Trump and his circus took down a website called reproductiverights.gov
This was a website to help women learn about their reproductive rights in the US and to find health care.
This is absolutely disgusting so I’ll share in this post some resources in case you need them:
https://www.plannedparenthood.org/learn
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cycleusin · 6 months ago
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Is it ever really about being on your period? No.
It's never about hormonal imbalances in your body or the debilitating pain in your abdomen, not the uncontrollable irritability and depression, and certainly not the constant flow of blood from your vagina for days on end. No no no. It's about how you want to sit on your ass and do nothing while your body runs its natural course. About how women just have to have their voices heard and their needs met because it's "not all men, but all women". It's about the fact that feminism is at an all time high right now and we just have to make women feel special for enduring something they can't control.
It's never about us, or the reality of what we go through, it's about how men perceive what we go through. It's not enough.
You can't convince someone that what you go through is important if they simply don't care. It doesn't help that when they go through the slightest bit of pain, they're coddled like the little boys they are, so they can't possibly comprehend how girls can still stand on their feet if periods are as bad as they're made out to be.
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cycleusin · 8 months ago
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Welcome Bleeders and Readers!
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Being a woman feels like being the butt of a joke that never lands. My growing, teenage body has to be one of my biggest burdens. At least once a month. Let’s talk about it.
Now if you’re on your period right now, chug some water, grab a snack, a heating pad, lay down and get comfy. If you’re not…..do it anyways, whatever you want.
Don’t get me wrong, I love being a woman. There are so many powerful women to look up to in terms of success. Michelle Obama, Oprah Winfrey, Kamala Harris, Victoria Green, Edith Wharton, and so on and so forth. But that’s not what I’m referring to. How many times have you been in a bad mood and have been asked, “Are you on your period?” Yeah, okay.
Now let me ask you something else, who are the main people that ask you that? For me, it’s older women who’ve adapted to this really messed up narrative.
It’s 2025, how far away are we from accepting the fact that our natural (incapacitating, life-questioning, world-hating) bodily functions warrant a few drastic mood changes? But of course, there’s a time and place for every mood. Please don’t show up to a funeral with a smile on your face, and don’t show up to a party feeling like you want to die…..you see where I’m going with this.
……….The time and place for a period is AT HOME. CHILL. Someone had to say it.
This might not be true for some and to those people, you are God’s strongest soldiers. Meanwhile, every month I feel like I’m riding on Satan’s back with his horns puncturing my abdomen. Anybody with me?
Suck it up. You have school. Go get your money up. Go take care of your family. BULLSH……this is a family friendly blog. :) But it’s also a safe space. No one wants to hear all the responsibilities that we have when we’re not bleeding from our vagina. Certainly not when we are. Story time.
I was in class minding my own business, unaware of the actual devil in my uterus on my shoulder. So I’m sitting there writing a cute little report on Roe vs. Wade, kind of ironic now that I think about it. All of a sudden…knock knock knock….YAYYY I’m not pregnant!!!! I did not need debilitating cramps and 10 cans of uterus juice to tell me that. If only mother nature would send a quick text. All clear. And, AND if you are not engaging in ‘get pregnant’ activities, surely you don’t need it, but that’s another topic for another time.
Anyways, I try to be a G most times and just thug it out, but this was NOT the case. I was on the verge of actual, real time, salty tears. I was told to go to the nurse, but in my natural state of defiance (I am NOT a deviant. I’m on a whole ‘be honest with yourself’ kick. new year, new me, who?) I did not. It didn’t help that I’ve never had a successful interaction with any school nurse whenever I was sent there. Fun fact: Ice and Ibuprofen do not cure everything.
So what do you do when you’re in pain and you’re stubborn, and your uterus just so happens to be shedding? You go to sleep.
Oh! How dare you fall asleep in this productive (unproductive), communicative (cliquey), fun (oh please) classroom? Only mentally ill kids go to sleep in class so we just have to get to the bottom of this. Is everything okay at home? Are you getting enough rest? Do your parents keep you up fighting?
Oh, no I’m only being ripped apart from the inside out. No biggie.
Oh, well everyone goes through that. Just dose up, you’ll be fine.
What. The. F(-amily friendly).
Okay this is kind of fun.
So basically there is no winning in this situation.
Que the ignorant men, “Well just remember to bring your medicine next time.” Wow. I never would’ve thought of that. My life is saved. Why thank you.
Another one, “You know when it’s coming, so just be better prepared.” Well….I actually have no rebuttal for that. Period tracking apps did their big one.
Women’s Rights Abolitionists, “How can women claim to be functioning members of society when they want to take a week at home every month?” Okay I’m pretty good at impressions. I don’t know how to answer this. Someone do it for me.
Just for the heck of it, “Women always use their periods as an excuse.” Well, duh. I’d understand this argument if the excuse was invalid, but how would you feel if, picture this, pay attention…
Que Main Title - John Williams
You’re ten, eleven, twelve years old. Possibly as young as eight. You are at school, maybe at the park—at home, at the store. You are none the wiser as you go to use the bathroom only to see blood in your underwear. Sorry, is that too graphic? Anyways. You’re terrified because no one ever had this talk with you. You go to a trusted adult and tell them you’re bleeding (if you don’t feel ashamed about it) only for them to tell you that it’s the most natural thing in the world and that you’re going to be bleeding once a month like this for the rest of your life.
Ouch.
Okay I think I’ve made my introduction. I’m Lay and I don’t hate periods (believe it or not). Again, it’s the most natural thing in the world, but because it’s the most natural thing in the world, people (men) downplay it. Let’s not do that.
Many of us young-ins are very uneducated about our bodies, and y’all old-ins seem to bend to what the standards were when we didn’t have rights. (We’re not too far off from that now). We barely have a voice in these decisions about our bodies. Old, red, white men gather in their offices to make their plays on the little people, their wives backing them up like the good little puppets they are, condemning themselves, and their daughters and the cycle continues…….okay.
Let’s get back in the program please. Cycle us in. Thanks! (roll the credits)
Catch me every month (like our little blood demons). Go put a pad in your purse and drink some water please.
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