I hear you two fighting sometimes. I hear how you are upset, how he was a jerk and made you feel like you’re gross because you have your period. I hear you say that it’s not your fault, that it’s natural & that he made you feel shitty. I hear you arguing like this in the shower together after sex.
And then I think of the boy in my life. I think about how me tells me I’m beautiful. He tells me my vagina is beautiful and strong and electric and incredible. I think of how he makes me feel the opposite of gross, how he makes me feel so whole. And how after sex, you’ll find us so at peace - so happy & comfortable together because what else would sex be other than an act to take care of each other, to build each other up?
Don’t let yourself get torn down babygirl.