If there's anything I've learned in my 23 years of life as a woman with a ridiculous amount of free time and no friends, it's that I get angry about a lot of things. One of those things is my period and the objects I have to stuff up my vagina or place onto my underwear to absorb the blood clots that flow out of my hole.
Now, I know I'm not the only one who hates their period. Women always seem to be bitching and complaining about their bloated bellies and painful cramps. But what bothers me the most about my period is the fact that tampons and pads are made from stuff that is medically safe but not what my goddess guru mother told me I should be using.
So instead of placing any "bad mojo materials" (she coined that term) near my feminine parts, I instead choose to stake it out in my empty bathtub* for days, moaning, crying and bleeding. My apartment neighbors don't enjoy it and often bang on their walls, ceilings or floors to make me stop. But I just screech louder.
With money from Mother and Father, I wrote a book all about the Free Flow lifestyle. Three out of ten people found it life-changing, and three of those three were my mom, dad and an influencer I paid. You can purchase the book here.
*Or shower or big old-timey wash basin