The board of directors for the Betty Dodson Foundation sat down to talk about STIs and shame. We’ve all been there.
I stared at my period app calendar, frustrated that either it wasn’t right or my body wasn’t. I was supposed to have my period by now, in fact I’d intentionally planned this Bodysex circle so that it would be just past the heavy days. Every time I went to the bathroom...
“Monica? Are you listening to me? Could you please repeat what I just said?" – Yes, I do listen. You explained that the verb ‘to be’ and ‘to have’ are auxiliaries in French and… "Ok, Monica, that will be all, thank you." – May I go to the bathroom, please? 'Yes but...
With my pants around my ankles, I squatted low in the 3-stalled corporate office restroom. My butt cheeks just a few inches from the floor, I pressed my PC muscles down and pulled the tip of my menstrual cup. Because squatting shortens the vaginal canal, it was then...
My understanding of the ways to connect myself with the Earth through my moon blood has been cobbled together from my own experimenting, errors, and random bits of information collected throughout my life. And I wonder how many fragments will equal a whole. How many...