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I wore my robe to work. Explore More. Learn About the Initiative. Credits Massachusetts Maritime Academy. Credits NASA. Carte-de-visite portrait of Harriet Tubman collections. About the image Bella Abzug in hat , Betty Freidan right, in trench coat and Billie Jean King far right accompany torch relay runners into Houston, Get Involved. He was just the kind of Nice Clean Man I learned to be afraid of.
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I drew the line at lifting weights attached to it. My break from sex and relationships gave me time to gather myself. I went back to school, began to question my fear of solitude, and learned to sublimate my sexual energy into my love of academic research and writing. While looking for clues to the menstrual practices of medieval nuns for my thesis, I came across a history of menstrual equipment. The reason I mention this is because once I began using the menstrual cup, I also began to choose my places of employment and recreation according to whether there were private toilets available in which I could remove, empty and rinse, then replace my cup at my ease.
The logistics of menstruation like that other, related, bodily function, lactation make a woman dependent on infrastructure and the relative benevolence of her family, community, and government. Another reason the silicon menstrual cup was a life-changer for me was that I no longer felt like I was staunching a wound with sterile dressings to be thrown away like a dirty secret that would end up joining tons and tons of other discarded tampons as solid waste in landfills and oceans.
I can say without a doubt that the lifting of this sense of shame and ecological guilt was not negligible to my psyche. She is my hero. The good of my Medieval Studies research was balanced by some bad: in the last year of my studies I had my most unfortunate sexual and contraceptive experience with a fellow medievalist.
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His penis, it turned out, was abnormally large. I followed the instructions and blocked all rape-y thoughts of the previous night by concentrating on my feelings of gratitude for having such a responsible gynecologist. Needless to say, I began to stock different sized condoms in my night-table. By this time I was nearly 40 and well-acquainted with my body.
I was, however, decidedly devoid of any intention or desire to bear children.
My periods were nothing but a useless annoyance to me. But its ability to be used to perform an early, safe abortion sent it underground.
I tried all sort of ways to make my period end faster, including jumping up and down while squeezing my abdomen. Needless to say, by the late 90s the groups of women dedicated to preserving the practice and knowledge of the procedure had long ago gone underground metaphorically or for eternity or retired because of both the stigma and legalization of abortion, which together made these women seem simultaneously dangerous and irrelevant.
So, I kept having my periods the old-fashioned way. Unfortunately, when our relationship was on the rocks for awhile, I was stupid enough to go back on the Pill and eschew condoms to try to please him, a classic move in girlfriendhood. Boom: I got an STD he had apparently been unaware of carrying. The first is a sociological and philosophical question that occurred to me during the worst of my hot flash years.
Were some for being too proud to acknowledge their negative effects on my psyche over the years? Or for blithely enabling the slut-shaming of Monica Lewinsky in the 90s? But, just like that time when I was a pre-teen and my ignorance led me to think I was dying, I really wished someone had prepared me for it.
Enough said. Gilgamesh, meet Eve Ensler. This is why the story of my body is relevant: reading the signs of our bodies relies on us having other women we can talk to, sharing knowledge from one generation to another.
Lacking such unity, there are books or at the very least, the internet. The superstitions and denigration around them reveal what a patriarchy most fears and attempts to suppress: our power through and over our own bodies.
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