I readily call myself a “feminist” and identify as female thus a woman. Recently, I was rejected by this guy I’m “dating” (read: fucking), because I am what I am. Maybe, I’m being histrionic, but he definitely turned me down for a scheduled weekend trip because I was on my period, to add insult to injury: my subsequent offer of anal sex.
The story goes a little something like this: A drunk dial leads to an invitation by The Revolutionary to come visit. However, the beginning of the week, Mother Nature decides to deliver her gift. Knowing how much Revolutionary loves cunnilingus, I tell him that I’m on the rag and mention my butt! His “gut reaction” was to reschedule for the following week.
I told him that I didn’t know how to feel about rescheduling, to which he explicitly complimented my nether regions; which made it only slightly better. We’re supposed to be linking up this weekend, for a long overdue tryst.
However, since this incident, I’ve been wondering is a rejection of my period, my womanhood essentially, a rejection of me as a whole? Does this mean that I can be sure we’re just “using” each other for sex?
The story goes a little something like this: A drunk dial leads to an invitation by The Revolutionary to come visit. However, the beginning of the week, Mother Nature decides to deliver her gift. Knowing how much Revolutionary loves cunnilingus, I tell him that I’m on the rag and mention my butt! His “gut reaction” was to reschedule for the following week.
I told him that I didn’t know how to feel about rescheduling, to which he explicitly complimented my nether regions; which made it only slightly better. We’re supposed to be linking up this weekend, for a long overdue tryst.
However, since this incident, I’ve been wondering is a rejection of my period, my womanhood essentially, a rejection of me as a whole? Does this mean that I can be sure we’re just “using” each other for sex?
