A poem about how pain can feel like it takes over your identity. Written in a flare. Any Spoonies who can relate, please make yourself known in the comments!
For me, every month is pelvic pain awareness month. Nevertheless, I thought I'd honour this by completing the 'Spoonie' blogging tag and carry on my 'Diary of a Broken Vagina' series. Prepare to know me a lot better.
Want to know more about chronic pelvic pain, self-help, and vaginas more generally? Of course you do. Here's my entirely-not-definitive list of useful articles, books and even the odd video.
For about seven years now, I have lived with a dirty secret. When it first came to my attention aged 17, I kept it to myself, letting it rot inside me and making me feel utterly freakish and disgusting.
WARNING. DO NOT READ THIS ARTICLE IF YOU ARE SQUEAMISH ABOUT FEMALE BODIES AND/OR DON'T WANT TO KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT MINE AND/OR ARE MY DAD.
In my first meeting with the Women’s Health Physiotherapist, she did an internal examination. In the second meeting, she forgot my name. No, she couldn’t remember my name, but she’d had her fingers inside my vaginal tract. Welcome to the weirdness of pelvic floor therapy.
Simply put, this is a stonking addition to modern feminist literature. Wolf provides a sweeping biography of female sexuality and how it has been perceived, feared, subjugated, and embraced, throughout the centuries of civilisation. In this age of Pornography as Teacher, we have never needed Wolf’s perspective more.
I totally forgot about #thankfulThursdays! Here’s my belated post… Filled-With-Gratitude Friday, anyone?
Yesterday I made the exciting and slightly terrifying decision to sign up for National Novel Writing Month (“NaNoWriMo” for short – ‘cos even writers love abbreviations…). I can do it, for the good of the cause, i.e. actually finishing a bloomin’ story for the first time in my life.
In honour of Invisible Illness Week, I answer the '30 Things' tag about my invisible illness. Find out more at http://www.invisibleillnessweek.com.