Many people grow up learning that periods are dirty or shameful. What if we learned that our periods are powerful?

If you're working in sexual health today - you've gotta be gender inclusive.

The intersections of racism and sexism fuel body shame. Our guest blogger unpacks all of this nonsense - and makes a powerful case for self love as an act of resistance.

I don’t know about you, but my first period was not awesome, probably made worse by the fact that I had so eagerly anticipated it. Fast forward close to 40 years, to me anticipating my adolescent daughter’s impending menarch.

As part of an oceanside circle where her Godmothers and I welcomed my daughter into the realm of cycles, each one of us prepared a few thoughts to share with her: here are mine.

At school I learned that boys didn’t like fat girls. They told me no one was ever going to touch me, date me, or love me until I lost weight. I wasn’t a delicate flower like other girls. I was big and strong.

My sexuality was fraught and confusing. Religion and fat shaming had made me too embarrassed to name my desire, and so I learned how to silence that part of me.  

Feminine hygiene was never not a problematic phrase. But in 2017, it feels like a dinosaur walking among us.