Just because her way was in your opinion safe (it wasn’t, stowaways die in luggage holds all the time) doesn’t mean it wasn’t an ordeal. Look at that picture for gods sake.

You would have preferred if it had been butchered by Liberian mercenaries in Ivory Coast?

She isn’t in any way a victim and put a child through an ordeal.

My mom is about the least subtle person on the planet.

My mother does not know anything about drugs. I don’t know what she was doing in the 60’s, but it wasn’t anything fun. So, when my older brother was a minor drug king pin at our high school, she was pretty oblivious. He’d come home reeking of weed and she’d innocently ask what that “nice, herby smell was,” to which…

As some of you know, I grew up in rural Utah. I was not mormon and it was, um, hellish. I was by nature a pretty standard kid, but standard kid stuff made you a weirdo in my town, so I struggled to fit in without loosing myself. In any event, I joined the girl scouts in an attempt to make friends. I must have been…

My mom passed away in 2009 from ovarian cancer. She was not the warm and fuzzy type when I was growing up—that was my dad. She and I had an odd relationship, which she tried to remedy in her own way before she died. So it’s hard to remember anything that stands out in particular. She was an efficient caretaker,…

My mama and I have a very close relationship, so I am very lucky and have a lot of great stories, but one recent story that sticks out was about three years ago. I’m married and poly, and my mom loves my husband. I was dating someone and falling in love and wanted to share it with her but was unsure of what she would…

My mother won $1000 on a lottery scratch-off, and announced to my two brothers and I that we would go to Disney Land right after the school year ended.

It was sometime before the Y2K crisis. I was enjoying some quality AOL time while my mother did the dishes, you see I wasn’t really allowed to use the computer or even allowed to be seen in public when my step-father was around, and he happened to at work, praise Jesus.

I woke up next to my dead mother when I was six. I do not remember what she looks like, only pictures. My brother was 9, but has blocked out all the events of the time leading up to that night. I am the keeper of that. On the plus side, I have been blessed with several females that haved loved and guided me.

Oh yeah I knew they were around but I'm the kind of person that buys tampons about three hours after I need them, so I always got stuck with those lil suckers

The first point I think is due to a misreading: trans men, who were assigned female at birth, may still menstruate. (Trans woman = was assigned male at birth.)

Here’s what I don’t get: I can see how someone might think tampons are a luxury, as long as they offer pads as a non-luxury / necessary item. But to tax any products that women have to use to catch the blood flowing out of them once a month? That has no logic, unless your understanding of women’s bodies is…

Tell them to bleed on their clothes every 3.5 weeks and then come back to talk.

I remember crying once in college because I had $6 to my name and had to decide whether to buy tampons or food. So yes, I feel this.

Really, you should get a free pack of tampons and pads every month. That shit is EXPENSIVE and I’m sick of paying for them. I didn’t ask for this. But how can we expect that when most of the politicians are the ones that go “ewwwww blooooooooood.” You’re fine policing my body when it comes to babies and abortion but…

I am with you my sisters. I call for an immediate and resolute tampon/pad strike. All menstruating women should be allowed to just loll around in a red tent and be served delicacies and/or just walk around town bleeding profusely from their twats while male bureaucrats run screaming until this changes.

we should all just boycott tampons and let it flow

If ladies of the antipodes won’t stop making the choice to menstruate, then why should society stop taxing them?