- Joined
- Sep 20, 2016
Fun fact: lifestyle factors that screw with your endocrine system can and will make premenstrual symptoms and periods a hell of a lot worse. Obesity, shitty diet, and stress all contribute. So does excessive alcohol consumption. Clean up your shit, take care of your body, and for most women, periods will get a lot easier.
Some women really do get dealt a shitty hand, and have monster periods no matter what they do. Why? We don't know. But I can tell you that Tess is not one of them; her suffering is self-inflicted.
And I'm going to go off on a rant about her assertion that "men wouldn't be able to handle periods". Men deal with physical discomfort just fine, Tess. Otherwise, they wouldn't overwhelmingly be the ones signing up for the military, or performing at high levels in professional sports. They also wouldn't be the ones doing the kinds of essential, physically demanding jobs that are brutally hard on one's body. You know—the kinds of blue-collar men you and your "progressive" friends have utter contempt for, but would be absolutely fucked if they decided not to show up for work. They're the ones who keep the world running, and make their livings seeing to your safety and comfort so you can bitch about them while lounging in bed and eating another pint of Jeni's during Shark Week.
So fuck you, Tess; fatness aside, this is why men don't like you, and not even a fetishist wants to make you their pet piggy.
Some women really do get dealt a shitty hand, and have monster periods no matter what they do. Why? We don't know. But I can tell you that Tess is not one of them; her suffering is self-inflicted.
And I'm going to go off on a rant about her assertion that "men wouldn't be able to handle periods". Men deal with physical discomfort just fine, Tess. Otherwise, they wouldn't overwhelmingly be the ones signing up for the military, or performing at high levels in professional sports. They also wouldn't be the ones doing the kinds of essential, physically demanding jobs that are brutally hard on one's body. You know—the kinds of blue-collar men you and your "progressive" friends have utter contempt for, but would be absolutely fucked if they decided not to show up for work. They're the ones who keep the world running, and make their livings seeing to your safety and comfort so you can bitch about them while lounging in bed and eating another pint of Jeni's during Shark Week.
So fuck you, Tess; fatness aside, this is why men don't like you, and not even a fetishist wants to make you their pet piggy.