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I Am Bleeding.

The unseen monthly labor of menses.

Photo by KT on Unsplash

I am almost 39.

The days I have bled now account for over 2.5 years of my life, 32 months in their entirety. 128 weeks spent in the discomfort of my own red tide, nearly 900 days marked in maxi-pads and hydrogen peroxide.

I labor alone each month, there are no period doulas, no more red tents, and we don’t talk about the…

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All about living as a sex-positive person and parent, body acceptance, what it’s like to be a rad fatty, polyamory, feminism, social justice, divorce, and more. I write to connect and constantly strive to jump into hope with abandon.

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Rachael Hope

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Polyamorous, loud laughing unapologetic feminist, rad fatty, and epic sweet tooth.

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