oh man. the feels and the thoughts. Maybe growing up in Kansas we didn't have as many tales of La Llorana or Malinche or maybe they had died out by the time we came around. However, as a Chicana coming up on my wedding, the whole, heavy gravity of virginity and waiting and purity and church and the classes and constant familia and what you "have" to do is just there, constantly. My cousin even asked me if I was nervous to have sex for the first time...
I grew up in a dichotomy of these ideas. On the one hand it was always, "make your grandfather his plate. The men eat first. boys with boys girls with girls. Don't hug your uncle face forward that anymore you're too old to do that. side hug." and on the other hand, they constantly talked about sex! Jokes, gestures, my aunts and mom poking fun of each other and their husbands. However, it was always within the context of marriage. Marriage was/is this thing to attain and aspire to so then you too can be a real woman, once you legally and in the eyes of God can have a dick in you. I was never told to be quiet though, I was constantly being told to speak my mind (except to my elders). To be ashamed of nothing (except your body, dress more modestly) Or that I am just as good/smart/equal to if not better than everyone else (except in my own family where I was never better than anyone else). but like Picastina said, it all feels both foreign and familiar. Something you can't fully let go of and I'm constantly trying to reconcile. Hope to read more diverse/feminist essays like this. Loved it.
first answer makes some of my guilt abide from earlier this year and the third answer makes all the guilt come back because in the rush of moving I gave away a great pair of boots because the heels were all messed up and they were hurting my feet but I should have probably just taken them to the cobbler.
Soooo when that VF article came out my friends and I talked about it and one of my lovely, smart friends read up and there's a lot of talk on here about estrogen being the cause of the PE and blood clots but from what she found it's the level/generation of progestin that seems to be the cause:
long story long, anything 3rd generation and above increases the blood-clot risk.
Still not sure how to go forward because from what I can gather we are all unique snowflakes and we all have different reactions to everything...
"Never say Brazilian"
"Night of the missing receipts: how much did I spend last night, seriously?"
the sequel to that book would be "Beware!the hangover! you're too old to recover."
"The curse of the period. but don't worry you're not pregnant this month."
"Another parking ticket."
"Attack of the aunts! they're going to want to help plan your wedding!"
On Welcome Home
Ugh. This just made things even more confusing and now i have some feels. I love this.
I want to add my own 'fairy tale' but I also am looking through these comments and basically all our fairy tales are very similar and we all are just awesome. "Beauty, Truth, Awesomeness. That's all it is."
Where's the like button? I heard Jackie O had one exactly like it.
i loved this. like everyone else, I miss my grandmother that raised me too. thanks for making me cry. (I mean it, really sincerely)