Vagina Diaries: Menstruation

Day 3 of 5.

I am bleeding. I think I am going to die; I have never lost this much blood before.

I hate periods; they are just an avenue for Uterus to vent her anger about not being pregnant yet again. I think it is very immature of her. She throws the whole body into confusion with back pain, headache, cramps, nausea, mood swings, bloating, and many more. She makes sure everyone suffers.

She especially picks on me because she thinks I am the main reason for her plight. Excuse her? I play an essential role in her life, but I am under the authority of Brain, just like everyone else. If Brain does not give the go-ahead, I cannot do anything. She knows this, but she still makes my life hell.

And here I am, bleeding from the mouth and tired. I am tired of pushing the little trickles of blood, and the cramps make me shake. It mixes with the blood Madam Uterus sends out. I feel like an old wrung-out towel.

Why have I been subjected to such humiliation? I thought the body agreed that we would leave the less desirable affairs to Anus. Why did they turn against me? A beautiful flower that I am; I am left to bleed like a nobody. Oh! How the mighty have fallen.

I don't even want to think of the times they gag me with tampons. I'm getting used to it, although it was very uncomfortable at the beginning. I prefer pads; they are more comfortable. The only downside is that I have to kiss them for as long as I wear them. Gross! I wish there were a better way to manage periods. Heck, I wish there weren't even periods! The brain won't let us try menstrual cups or birth control—such a scaredy-cat.

Ah! Uterus isn't sending out the blood fast enough; it is clotting. How on earth am I supposed to push out this big lump? Is she trying to kill me? Oh, the pain!

I cannot think anymore.
I have a few days left; pray for me.