I struggle to type (I’m a great typist, 88 wpm, not to brag or anything) that I suffer from chronic illness. I have an idiopathic immune system “issue” that makes my body more susceptible to bacterial/viral infections. Despite being more wordy, for whatever reason, that’s a lot easier for me to type. So basically, I get sick. A lot.
Blood
What the F**k is a Diva Cup?
So this past summer I made a very important purchase, an investment.
I bought myself a Diva Cup.
When I told my mother this she literally replied with “¿De que carajo es una Diva Cup?” – literal translation: What the f**ck is a Diva Cup. She was still confused when I explained it to her, no longer about what it actually is but why I would even want to use it. She said it sounded “dirty” and “gross”. She wasn’t mean about it but I could hear the judgement in her voice. It made her uncomfortable and I understand that. I’m not going to lie, her reaction hurt my feelings and I felt defensive. Yet her response is exactly what I expected to hear.
(Talk of Menstrual Blood to come!)
Unruly Bodies 