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Blogging yourself out of your comfort zone

A very old friend of mine (we're talking 8th gradeish), Justin M, posted a comment a couple posts ago thanking me for the learning experience resulting from my posts complaining about IUDs, PMS and other womanly problems. Justin happens to be one of my ex-boyfriends from high school (twice) and is now a good friend of mine.

I have to say, there is something about blogging, especially anonymously (although people I actually know who read this know who I am), because if Justin were standing in front of me right now, despite having known him since I was 14, there is no way I would be regaling him with stories about female lubrication. I probably wouldn't even feel comfortable talking about cramps, even if I was curled into the fetal position in a booth at Pizzeria Unos and he wanted to know why.

I don't know if I'm behind the curve or what, but actually talking about things like periods, birth control, and sex is not something I do well. It's SO much easier to blog about them and send them out into the ether. I'm still not 100% comfortable even talking to Friendster Guy about these things, but I'm getting better because he's very...I don't know...clinical about it? Or maybe I should say straight forward. Like it's no big deal. As for me, anytime the topic may turn to periods or whatever, I still want to pull a Beavis and Butthead, "heh heh, he said period! heh heh." I don't know what it is about FG, but I feel less adolescent during those conversations and more...womanly. Something about his tone makes me realize that I don't have to giggle and stammer and that I can just address these issues head on like I'm talking about car repair instead of genitalia. It's still not easy, but I can now do it with a minimum of wanting to crawl into a hole and die.

However, it is still infinitely easier to just blog it. I have to admit, I do pause for a second in my typing anytime the word "lubrication" or other similar terms/topics come up. I still want to blush like a school girl. And this despite a heck of a lot of sex education. It shouldn't be so embarassing, but it is. [A note to all the sex education teachers out there: it may be helpful to have girls (and boys) actually talk about the things you are teaching them. Make them say the word "vagina" out loud. The more you do it, the more comfortable you are (and the more likely you are to be safe).]

Is there a topic you feel more comfortable blogging than talking about in "real life"? Is there a topic you'd like to know more about that I can blog? I'm here not only to blab about my life but perhaps to educate at the same time. I'm taking your questions today a la Ann Landers. What do you want to know? Hit me.

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