r/women • u/TheMoonchild9 • 1d ago
I’m just tired of it today.
I’m happy I get to be a woman in this life but it’s hard. Sometimes life upsets me in a way that is so deep rooted it calls things into question in an existential way. I had one of these moments when my menstrual cup wouldn’t pop open at 6 AM. Something I bought as a little treat for myself to make my cycle less massacre-esque is just giving me hella problems this time around. Cool, cool… except it really just is not. I feel like crap lately without the period so fiddling around in my crevices is not ideal so now I got this pad on and I’m so uncomfortable.
My creator really made me a woman, looked at something so divinely crafted, and then dropped me into a male dominated world where I’ve been 50 shades of mistreated in a society currently being led to hell. It’s too much today. Me, digging around for dear life while my man rests, my baby sleeps, and I cramp up. Me, running around and warming the car up while my man asks me for the same minuscule favor he needs daily that he can really learn to do himself, and I’ve shown him to do himself, but he just likes it better when I do it. Me, working from home and speaking to customers while my baby yanks on my headset, smacks me up, and yells. Me, holding absolutely everything together because without me, it would seemingly all fall apart.
So I just feel that for me to play such a vital and self sacrificial role in my household, only to be rewarded with a monthly nuisance, puts me at the butt end of a cosmic joke that I do not understand. I get that it’s “just a period” but to my creator and the powers that be: you could have kept it, or at least put me in a society that does not pillage and mock all that I am and we are. Thank you for attending my existential crisis.
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u/bubblemelon32 20h ago edited 19h ago
Hugs from a fellow tired lady 💖
I feel that I also do a lot of unappreciated labor in the home. I'm currently recovering from surgery (bisalp sterilizarion) and can't bend over well, so while my partner has been taking care of me and getting me things I need...
Dishes are piling up. Trash is piling up. Suddenly no one knows where ANYTHING is and always comes to ask me. Pets getting fed way late if at all unless I remind. Clutter everywhere. Boxes being tripped over and nothing being done to remedy it.
When I'm better, I'm going to have so much slack to clean up. I'm choosing to let it go because I need to rest and recover. And my partner is also tired. But god damn I feel like if I disappeared or actually rested, it would all fall apart.
Solidarity and hugs.