There are actually machines that you can wear that simulate cramping and nausea.

Period blood is only part of the whole period experience. Were they forced to use stool softeners to get period shits? What about a cramp machine? What about having to pass blood clots?

I would lay face down in the dirt and thank the almighty if the worst thing about having a period is bleeding through clothes, pads, and tampons. This experiment does nothing to share women’s experiences because what’s missing is the extreme pain (for years I would black out, faint, be susceptible to a raging fever,…

The massive Henry Moore on my campus was the architectural heart of the institution. It was basically our mascot. In fact, we staged all our non-sculpture related protests, sit-ins, and drum circles right in front of that thing!

I like it. More importantly, I hate the students.

Growing up, my mother was verbally abusive and my first serious boyfriend was too, so I’ve never been sure if I avoid confrontation because of my actual personality, or if *it’s something I learned to fear*.

It really sounds like the dude you were with before soured you on open communication, which sucks. There are people out there who are really open to communication, and who won’t take it personally. Please don’t let that one shitty relationship affect all your future relationships. Easier said than done, I know, but…

You definitely did make progress by ending it before it got to painful — that’s huge! Hugs to you, though, because I know it can be hard. You two obviously weren’t compatible, so now you’re free to find someone who is more compatible with you.

I can't pull you out of the grays but I just want to say that I'm really proud of you!

I’ve got some salmon going — it’s really one of the only proteins I can reliably cook. I can do it a bunch of ways, but my reliable standby is marinating it in a mixture of white wine and citrus juice (lemon, lime, whatever you’ve got on hand), and topping it with a crust of this fancy garlic salt I have.

I ask this with immense fondness: u mad

And this is womanspreading.

I couldn’t make it to then end of the post because I had to keep scrolling up. If it is warm enough for shorts (is he wearing shorts? are there shorts there?!?) then why do you need fingerless gloves?! WHAT CLIMATE DO YOU LIVE IN.

Something else you could try, that’s a little more of a subtle approach, you could ask, during a lull in sexytimes, “what’s something that I can do to make things better for you?” Mention that you’re enjoying things, but there are probably things that you could both do to make it better for both of you. Encourage him…

I kind of blame porn and men’s inability to tell the difference between fantasy and reality. Straight porn is almost always about getting the guy off and barely pays lip service to women’s pleasure (the clitoris is virtually ignored for example) and gives oxygen to the lie that women love only what men want. It’s kind…

A lot of guys don’t realize women cannot have vaginal orgasms. Maybe you could say one time, “I never told you this, but I’m actually not able to orgasm from just penetration, could you go down on me, etc.” Or when you are having sex, you could try touching your clitoris. I have realized I need to take my orgasms into…

Yeah, it sounds like you are really just not compatible sexually especially in terms of power exchanges. I think you will probably end up not having a choice but to talk to him about your sexual needs, although I’m not sure if that will change anything, I can’t see the relationship thriving without it.

in all my previous sexual relationships, my partner’s pleasure had been prioritized over mine

the guy I was with criticized me for being too controlling and demanding sexually

Honestly-he needs to be told that he should be prioritizing his partners needs! Even if it hurts his pride a little, it is better in the long run- one thing to try is asking if he’d be in to trying a toy with you? And maybe ordering something online in a fun way. Or rather than saying-I’ve “never” felt good, say, “I…