Hey, guys! So I am going on a 4 months hiatus from Friday as I am moving to the US until mid September. Maybe I’ll reblog things sometimes but there will be no story updates. Ill try and finis some of my stories until Friday, but no promises. It requires a lot of work to move to a whole new continent.
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Going into a new grocery store with SPD sucks. I bumped into 2 people and lost my bf twice had a terrible headache and a got dizzy in 5 minuets, while I was trying to run after my bf who clearly didn’t have problems with seeing everything clearly in front of himself and the products too. I love the store btw.
Something like, I am writing it for some minutes, when I really start to hate it and ask him if he wants to join me upstairs and have some sexy time instead. He usually does join, because ‘he can’t let me suffer’.
I can’t get wet anymore because of a fucking medicine. Great. Being not wet enough caused my problems in the first place, than got some medication, and now I can’t get wet at all so my problems are coming back 😦 I hate this
I bought a bra. I know huge story. BUT! It something different now. I have quite small tits, which I feel ashamed of, and doesn’t feel very girly abut them, and always feel like a boy, so I started to wear push-up bras against every knowledge I have about how harmful they can be. I was wearing them for years, at least 4. At home of course I wore a sport bra or nothing, trying to compensate the harm I was doing my body to feel pretty and confident. I tried several non push-up ones and they all looked terrible on me. So, I decided to go on whit one specific type, which I felt good in and confident. On Saturday I went to a mall and did some shoping and I wanted to by a bra, something sexy, to surprise my bf, and to have a new bra. I tried at least 10 types, and during the process I realised how my breast got deformed a bit, how it looked entirely different than before. Before I wore my bras for 3-5 hours a day, or maybe onde for 8 as I spent limited amount of time at school. Now I am working so I wear them for 8-10 hours. So, my tits appart from being small they are on the side more than they should be in my opinion, and now they were looking weird in a bad way too. So, i decided to buy a bra without any padding and any kind of a stuff which forces my tits in a different way as they should be. I bought one at the end without anything, it’s a cute cozy, very simple one. I asked my bf opinion about it, and his face was priceless first, it was like, OMG, what is this? It’s terrible. But all he said was that it is different from the ones I already have. True. At home I felt quite insecure about putting it on, and I spent a lot of time around the mirror, to get familiar with the new look I had, with considerably smaller tits. My bf noticed, and he come around and hugged me and didn’t really said anything, just kissed my breasts around. After it the made a note to himself, that he can feel my tits lot better in this bra then the previous one, due to the lack of padding, so he liked it. After me still being insecure, he come around, and said, he thinks it’s nice, and he loves my tits anyway, also he knows that it is healthier for me to wear this, and he is happy with that, and happy with the fact I wear something comfortable and nice, good to me in a long term. I am really happy about it, and feel really blessed by having a bf like him. However I am still insecure about this whole going out and going to work like this.
I got my period and I am dead. I am laying in my bed acting like a dead animal and making little sounds of suffer. My bf noticed me, turned me on my side and put a blanket on me and a huge Milka bar on my head, just to be sure I notice.
I need to write a summary in a couple of pages for my university about my experience, and I am sitting here in front of the blank page since minutes, and has no idea how to start.
Because honestly, I don’t want to go through it all emotionally. Losing my friends again, remembering the best time in my life, now when I had to return to my life which doesn’t feel like mine anymore. I don’t need to be reminded for long minutes how much i loved to be there to do anything there compared to ‘my life’.
I want to write that it should be obligatory, that everyone should go and experience it, but it would ruin all the fun. It’s not for everyone, and who doesn’t feel like it, they shouldn’t go.
Should I write that it worth all the difficulties all the dreamless nights before going, all the worries, because honestly from the moment I stepped on the plane until the moment I take off before Christmas it felt like a dream.
It’s a thing I want to share with my university. I have a blog about the whole thing, go read it, because honestly, it was not something I could summarise in a coule of pages.
I tried menstrual cup for the first time.
Okay, so by the age of 24 I got to the point that I hated both tampons and pads. I hated to use them, to change them all the time, to remember to buy a new pack and always keep some in my purse. The money I wasted from period to period is also ridiculous and the waste ‘I created’ is already big enough.
I was originally team tampon, from the very beginning, as I had 6-8 track and field trainings a day + swimming, so pads wasn’t an option at all. Now I’m doing cross fit 2-4 times a week, so they are still out of the question for me. But I wasn’t much fan of the tampons either. The fear of it getting stuck in me or start leaking during training was always there and by the time the fear of getting different diseases terrified me. In additional not going to swimming because of period was never an option and as the twine of the tampon was always out I started to hate it even more moreover I never really felt clean. Plus, it always made me very dry and it was uncomfortable to remove. All in all I got fed up with all the bullshit around the tampons and pads (which are big and too warm and itchy and moving around, so they were out of the question after 3 periods).
I started to use the tampons with the applicator, which here costs 2-3 times more than the regular ones and they don’t even sell it everywhere, so many times I had to go to 2-3 shops to find them. They were better when I was traveling or had to spend 12-14 hours at school, but didn’t solve my problems. It was right at the time when I moved to France, and where many girls from France and Asia said they use menstrual cups. They all loved it and recommended it to try if we feel comfortable with it.
Well, I bought one in Belgium finally, as they don’t sell it at home (I moved back to home in December) only in online stores, making them more expensive than in the stores abroad.
So, I bought the MeLuna regular cup, because the sport one wasn’t available, but it is just fine. Practice is highly recommended before the first use, try different folding methods and positions then find the most comfortable one for you. For me even after some practice it was hard to make it work for the first time, as it didn’t want to pop open but after some youtube tutorials I could figure it out. So far it’s very comfortable, no gross thingies hanging out of me, no leaking, or fear of it falling out. The removal is a lot easier than I thought and no dryness at all, which makes me quite happy so far. I can clean it easily, and as it keeps everything inside I feel a lot more clean too! Which is great! Therefore sexy time with hands with my bf is a lot more relaxed and enjoyable with it. (Yes, I’m such a terrible person that I give in to my needs during my period, and it feels fucking good.)
I’m going to do yoga later with it and cross fit tomorrow, I hope it will pass the test.
Tetralea 