My Period & Me

Periods. Can't live with 'em. Can't live without 'em.

So, I was on Yasmin for about a year and some change. Everything seemed well enough, until I moved to New Zealand to be with my stalker (he hates that word, but he did fall in love with me after having heard me doing my radio show. You decide whether "stalker" is the right word.). Now penis is actually in the picture, and what do I find out? That I suspect that the pill was sabotaging my lurve life (dun dun duuuun). Now, you might be thinking: Virgie, you can't just randomly assert that it's the pill's fault. To which I would reply: 1. I'm a sex educator. I believe every woman should be on the pill! and 2. While in college, I took the pill (another pill, altogether), and found that it killed every last ounce of sexuality I had. All of a sudden hours and hours opened up in the day (hey, looking for cock is a fulltime job and then you add in masturbation, and I'm more employed than a migrant worker).

I have a kinda weird relationship with mentstruation. Thanks to UC Berkeley, I actually like it.. I mean, I want to make art out of it and make people stare at it (and then criticize them for not being as open-minded as they should be; this is the big payoff for all activism, right?). When I first got on Yasmin, it reduced my raging red river to a trickle. Literally. I called the doctor to make sure that this thing hadn't built a dam in me.

Then, I got used to it.

So, when I start looking at one of the sexiest men I've had the pleasure of fucking - i.e., stalker - and start feeling sisterly toward him, I knew something was wrong. Long story short: we went camping. I forgot my pill. Day later, my pussy is roaring like a Harley. End of story.

So, my period is back. In full force. And, yeah, it makes me feel kind of like mother earth is closer to me or at least that I could help somebody with a transfusion.

p.s. We use durex extra safe every time now :D