This is a different thought; let’s see if I’ll actually get this one out…
It always kinda made me laugh how squeamish other boys are when it comes to periods. I grew up in a house with a mom, 3 older sisters, and a dad who was deployed for a lot of my formative years; so what I’m saying is I was the weird one for not having a period in my household.
I’m not gonna lie, especially with the priorities I would grow into, having that kind of…almost “exposure therapy” to that amount of the feminine experience has really given me tools I didn’t realize for a long time that other boys never got.
I’m gonna take a quick little tangent. I don’t know if I’ll find the streamer I’m thinking of right now. It’s just that her acceptance into the secrets of the male experience kinda…
That tangent really was nothing other than for me. I’m not even bothering looking to help explain it. I wasn’t talking about the video up top, either. End of whatever
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Back to the point.
Periods were never gross to me; just a normal part of life. I thought it was weird people made a big deal when they found a pad or tampon in a girl’s purse. What do you think they carry in those? Rainbows & unicorn shit? If you don’t wanna know, then don’t look. You shouldn’t look anyways. It’s their personal piece of privacy in a world that takes upskirt pictures.
This kinda turned into something else.
I’m a little dizzy since I’ve kinda spun myself around
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I’m finishing my thought whether you like it or not
I’ll just skip to the end
Basically, it’d be nice to live in a world where boys understood girls & girls understood boys, but from my experience, the misunderstanding is mutual (in this world).
So, in looking for the silver lining, I appreciate how easy it is to feel like a superhero for the girls i care about just because I’m not afraid to go to the store and buy them tampons. If I’m honest, I try to play it way cooler than what I’m actually feeling, just like, “sure, whatever…” though, inside, I’m feeling…
It doesn’t matter.
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This isn’t to toot my own horn; there’s someone… who wants me to mention this, since I do admit, is relevant… just kinda vulnerable in a way…
When I started dating my … well I was gonna say 1st, but she was really my only real 1 while still in college… whatever… to the point.
It was at the start of our relationship, since it was the first time she had her period. When I heard, on the way back from class, I picked up some chocolate for her. To me, it was such an, “of course she wants some chocolate if she’s on her period!”
I was kinda confused by the reaction; I mean, it was good; she was happy, just…it was a lot more than that, and I didn’t really grasp exactly why in the moment.
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I’ve been having a lot of realizations in the last couple seconds. I think there might be 2 that make it before I lose it again.
1 realization is that simple action revealed a lot about what I think about. I’m realizing, especially since it was the first time we’d be going through that, it was technically a test to see how our relationship would respond, though i was unaware since it seemed so natural… whatever
I’m realizing she was probably thinking about how i might be annoyed or lose interest because of something dumb like sex (P.S. i have my Red Wings…).
I’m kinda getting lost in the sauce
It’s just that I think I’m realizing just how symbolic that bar of chocolate…
I’ll quickly mention the 2nd realization.
Lately I’ve been daydreaming of… let’s say, things & moments that make me happy. There are particular… let’s say “genre” of memories that some might be surprising are my favorite. I don’t want to give them away; they’re for me & my Love… I’ll just say, what really triggers the joy is how casual the moment is; how unintentional they are in making… love feel real…
It really wasn’t about the chocolate; it’s that she didn’t even have to ask…
♡Sugar☆World☮ 