Birth control and sex. You can’t have one without the other. Well, I mean you can. However, if you don’t want a bundle of joy in the next 9 months ( see post entitled “This is a kid free zone.” ) I recommend it.
The saying, “no glove, no love” should be on the forefront of both men and women’s brains. First; to protect you and your current partner from a disease and second to help protect from unwanted pregnancy.
I use them as added protection.
( And I will admit, because I am honest in my blog, I don’t always use condoms. BUT i have been on some form of b.c if I did skip them. I was also either married, or in a relationship with said person. )
Not my ONLY protection.
Why? How many times have you been in the heat of the moment, things are revving up and boom penis inside vagina, because God damn it hormones and sexual desires won out over wrapping it up.
I also don’t trust the suckers 100% against pregnancy. They tear man. They tear.
And yet here I sit, anxiously awaiting the removal of my most current form of birth control. I have had the IUD for almost two years. Chosen for two factors. I didn’t have to think about it every single day; or once every three months (depo) and also how long it provided protection for.
As somebody who forgets the daily ins and outs of taking the pill and not wanting children in the near future, this seemed perfect.
My sex life, though boring, did have moments of sexual encounters. Also known as “friends with benefits.”
Â Also, seeing that IÂ am a woman of the 21st centuryÂ who is taking my health and my future by the horns. Fully making sure, after a night of one too many shots I would not become pregnant.
So, why am I here? I still have four years on this little guy. Because.
Because I am tired of being a crazy bitch! I can not remember the last time my body did not have some amountÂ of hormones running through it. ( I was on depo with my last boyfriend.)
I am tired of getting mad for no reason, only for my period to start within the week. When our “crazy” is explained.
I want to discover if getting irrationally annoyed is me, or if it has to do with the hormones raging through my body.
Many say that the IUD is low hormones. This is true. However low hormones or not I want it out.
And as I sit in the room, waiting on the nurse to invade my ever most private of areas, the sound of the clock loudly ticking adds to the nerves as I await the door handle to move and the nurse who is all smiles and happy to walk back in.
(I want to add; now that THAT is over, my nurse was awesome and honest. She actually told me that Mirena is known to cause worse mood swings. She didn’t try to talk me out of it either. Nope. She told me of a few other low to no hormone options to consider in the future.)
The fear of the unknown. Of what the near future holds; combined together with the memories of the past. Remembering the pain and cramping. The discomfort of taking charge of my life in this way. Feeling my body screaming at me, still hating me as the next month’s visitor payed me a visit.
Men don’t understand this. Yet they judge us when our hormones rage. They say “it’s that time.”Â OR they just call us a bitch.
We don’t want to be this way. Nor do we as a group enjoy our mood swings, cravings and random moments of being related to the devil.
Crying at Hallmark commercials. That is a legitimate thing. But still.
It has been a week post removal. Taking it out did give me some cramping. Not nearly as bad as when that little guy went in though. Thank baby Jesus for that.
I feel like I may not be as crazy anymore. I am letting things go, realizing that it’s not worth it. The true test will come with my next visitor. I shall see.
Freaking men. They have it easy. Just put on a condom and call it good. That’s all they have, minus a snip here and a snip there. As a woman, I find the odds of fairness most definitely against the female race. Want to be protected? You got to deal with some level of hormones or daily inconvenience.
Being that I am single I get the freedom ofÂ not having to worry. ( This also, honestly means I don’t plan on having sex anytime in the near future. ) My life is sounding kind of sad at the moment. LoL?!?
Really though, I am so tired of sleeping with men who don’t care about me as anything more than a friend who they can fuck. Which was all good at those times in my life and I am by no means saying being FWB with a guy or gal is a bad thing. (At my age, I am just starting to outgrow the idea. I’m maturing kids.)
I have just been down that road a few times before and I find it to be physically
fulfilling at the moment, but emotionally draining. We have all been there I’m sure.
Countless articles, YouTube videos and hell even a couple of movies have been made on the subject of men and women just having sex. Can it be done without the mess? Without one or the other catching some kind of feelings for the sexual partner? Normally the woman, because to us sex is normally a lot, lot more than JUST sex.
Some say yes. I say hell mother-fucking NO! Not for me. I love sex. I believe that out of the FWB I have had, two of them I didn’t catch feelings for. And because I am honest, I slept with them to get back at the friends with benefits I did have feelings for. Now that I sound slutty and I am not, this is why for me, I plan on waiting until I have a boyfriend to give up these goodies again.
Why put my body through another birth control when I don’t have to?
When I find a guy worthy of the headache.
The man who will care about me and my body. That includes what type of birth control I put in my body.
Until that day comes, I have vibrators.
And if you, like myself do not currently know just how life changing AMAZING the Rabbit Vibrators are; holy hell. Girl let me tell you. You are missing out!!!! I didn’t know. I just didn’t know.
They take the “edge” off being single for now;-)
Namaste my beautiful people.