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Things are going pretty well with Mr. Waffle and me (insert Mr. Bean eyebrow wiggle gif), if you know what I mean. Where once there was no secks, now there it teh secks. So much so, that I'm going to finally be a em-effing ADULT, get my baby basket checked out, and get some damn birth control.

Here's what I'd like:

  • To not be psychotic. It took four versions of "the pill" to find the one that didn't turn me into a backed-into-a-corner-claws-out rage monster. BTW, why don't they tell us when we're younger that there are so many versions of "the pill"? Le sigh.
  • I'd like to have fewer periods. If that's too much to ask, I'd like lighter, less Campbell's Chunky Soup-y periods. This shit's. I'd like experience life without birthing alien babies each month.
  • No real monster side-effects. I can handle a little weight gain, though I really shouldn't gain any more weight. Clearer skin would be a real bonus.

I'm not really opposed to any particular form of BC, but I'd really like to hear your experiences. I will be talking with my doctor about my options, but she's a fast-talking Argentinian with a flair for the dramatic, so I need to show up armed with knowledge.

Thanks, GT!!

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