Women Bleed From Their Vaginas. Get Over It. Period.

Menstruation is a part of life, always has been and always will be. The day the remaining Neanderthal men catch up to their modern brothers and get the hell over it could not come soon enough.

A friend recently told me a story of an altercation she’d had with her new male flat mate, and it makes my blood boil. Pun intended.

Said friend had rolled up a used pad and put it in the bin beside the toilet. Her period wasn’t heavy, just a little of the brown post-flow blood remained.

The next morning her flat mate knocked on her door, sat down on the end of her bed and told her solemnly there was something he needed to speak to her about. After a theatrical display of coyness, in which he indicated that he was too mortified to even speak about the situation, he lead her silently into the bathroom and pointed to the pad.

He then proceeded to explain to my darling friend, who was completely mortified by the entire scenario, that she had to be more careful, that he’d never seen anything more disgusting in his entire life, and that he wouldn’t be able to live with her if this happened again.

He even dry retched. Dry retched. Seriously.

Poo isn’t too savory either, nor tooth decay, inflamed prostates, smelly foreskins or the occasional puke. Dandruff is kinda weird, tongues spongy, pimples pussy and ejaculation sticky.

But somehow, we manage to get through our days without having a neurotic break down over it. We don’t obsess or freak out over these natural processes because we understand they come along with being human.

(Some) Men could take a leaf outta this book and apply it to periods. Because they’re not going anywhere.

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