I do not want to grow up to be like my mother. Harsh, maybe, but it’s hard to feel any different…
On my twelfth natal day I woke up in a pool of my own blood.Happy Birthday to me.I am declared “woman”but it doesn’t fit, so I keep…
If sheets could speak, would they spill the secrets between them?
I am publishing this anonymously to avoid giving my mother an actual heart attack.
Hello there! My name is Molly and I have a uterus. It sheds a layer every month…
Here’s to the Maxi Pad. The fluffy cloud of comfort that my mother gave to me that first day I stood shocked in the bathroom, I…
Recently, I was watching one of my favorite episodes of one of my favorite television shows, New…