Stephanie’s Story

Today I am on the first day of my period and as I begin to write this article.

Here I am sitting in front of the computer on Day 1 of my menstrual cycle, I am tired and don’t feel like concentrating. I am feeling good overall but I’d just like to have some time for myself. Luckily I am working in an office where it is alright to sit on my chair with my knees pulled up towards my tummy and my feet on the seat to feel more comfortable….. Oh, should I not have shared that? Is it bad, am I impolite to say that I am writing this article while I am on my period and how I feel about it?

Let’s make the most striking point here right away: Did you ever think about the following:

When you first came into this physical world, what was your first home? The first place that you, as a beautiful new growing being were protected and nourished by? No, not your parents’ house, long before that?

It was that wonderfully, soft and cosy, nourishing thick layer of mucus lining a woman’s uterus – your mother’s – penetrated by tiny blood vessels ensuring the very blood perfusion to support you with oxygen and all the nutrients you needed to grow into who you are, sitting right in front of this article right now.

Do you really think anyone should consider we are talking about a taboo here?

Surely, you as a reader are feeling comfortable enough about reading up on the topic of menstruation, as you have clicked to open this article. But how is your overall conditioning about the monthly blood flow of women? And how comfortable do those around you- including the men in your family: brothers, fathers, boyfriends, spouses and sons – feel about openly talking on menstruation just as you would talk about other common daily topics such as a shopping list or picking up the kids from school?