Secondary school was one hell of a lesson to me. I did not spend those three years surrounded by books, but I was definitely developing. I discovered who I am and who I want to be. I blazed the trail, got to know people, and watched how people interact. I remember when one time, while going out for a break, I returned for my bag. The teacher asked me where I was going, since I didn’t have to take my stuff for ten minutes, because I didn’t smoke and didn’t go behind the bank or the church between lessons. I was shocked, because I couldn’t say that I didn’t actually need a pack of cigarettes and a lighter, but a pack of tampons, hidden in a side pocket, next to raspberry-currant juice. But to be honest, why shouldn’t I say that?
I am a sensitive person, seriously. I’m not able to watch horror movies, drastic scenes and photos, and in high school I hated classes about medieval torture, for example. And that happened, ask no more. At such moments, I felt like fainting, just like when I saw photos from concentration camps. It is quite surprising that blood is a taboo subject only in some issues. Finding photos or videos of the execution performed by famous terrorists is no problem. We watch blood in action movies and thrillers, and we also watch pornographic movies that are both vulgar and brutal. All this, when put into pop culture trends, is no longer shocking. But slightly stained panties, or tampons and pads continue to shock our society. Because pornography and murder are considered quite normal. However, menstruation is not.
Rupi Kaur, the author of my beloved, because extremely necessary and groundbreaking, volume of poetry entitled Milk and Honey, once posted a very expressive photo on Instagram. Rupi lay on the couch, her back to the lens. She was in gray sweatpants, on which we could see a small, burgundy spot. Rupi had a leakage.
The scandal broke out when Instagram removed the photo, explaining its supposed non-compliance with community guidelines. Rupi posted it again, the picture stayed this time, but the problem didn’t disappear. I know that many people are wondering why such content was publicized in the first place, because “there is nothing to brag about”. It is “unattractive” and it maybe no one should mention it at all. But many others gave period solid support. The photo wasn’t drastic, no nudity and nothing disgusting. Well, can something as natural as occurrence of menstruation be disgusting? Kaur writes in her book:
“apparently it is ungraceful of me to mention my period in public cause the actual biology of my body is too real it is okay to sell what’s between a woman’s legs more than it is okay to mention its inner workings the recreational use of this body is seen as beautiful while its nature is seen as ugly”