The Camp Gyno: A Camp I Never Want to Attend

Am I the only one in the world who hates this new commercial for tampons? I keep hearing about how women wish this was around when they were a kid, and I hate it. So what’s wrong with me? First of all, if I were twelve this was be just as mortifying as the video they played for us when they separated the boys and girls and handed out pads as thick as Moby Dick.

And I’m sorry, but “Red Badge of Courage”? Since the day I first got my period I knew it sucked. Slant it however you want, I more feel like the little girl stuck in bed with cramps. PMS, my period, it all cramps my style. It’s nice to pretend it’s all fun and games at camp, but quite frankly, the visit from my monthly “friend” is just something that sucks about being a woman.

But, perhaps, I’m strange. When I first got my period I cried for three days. I didn’t have cramps or bad PMS, it just seemed like I was having a serious problem. This was going to happen to me every month? Why would anyone want this? And I understood what was happening. It didn’t come as a surprise. Many of my friends couldn’t wait to get it. And I could never understand why.

Being a woman is great and I guess getting your period is a sign of that, but I’m pretty sure being a woman would be better if it didn’t involve the Red Badge of Courage.

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Maggie Downie
Thank you for giving your time to stop and read my blog. I hope it encourages you to keep moving. Move and the body will be happier. And when you're moving you can hike, run, swim in Jell-O, race over non-Newtonian fluids, travel the world or build igloos--if that's your thing. If not, you can watch me do it. This is just a spot to try and feel good about life.

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