Eventually,
every girl has to talk to their mom, or mother figure, about their body. Every mom has this weird fascination with when I got my period. Seriously? Why does it matter if I'm buying my own tampons?
The lady talks with my mom were never satisfactory and normally involved being very evasive and awkward. I didn't want to talk about it and to this day I just joke it off. I would never be able to tell my mom about my insecurities and I think that really bothers her.
What is it about the mother-daughter relationship that is intimately locked with the vagina? I mean this baffles me because I don't really care what another vagina does. They have free reign and if they fuck it up, so to speak, then I will drive them to the clinic, but I will not ask questions.
This is the completely true story of my virginity and my mother's obsession with my lady bits.
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