genetic abnormalities

im on my second full playthrough and for shits and giggles i took grunt on miranda’s loyalty mission. there’s a moment when miranda talks about being genetically engineered and being a legacy and idk if its just the animation but it really looks like grunt is surprised and empathetic with her situation. it got me thinking about how they both were created for a different purpose, and the mission they’re on and their relationships with shepard force them to confront the possibility that their purpose can’t really be fulfilled. 

i just imagine miranda having trouble focusing after the mission, freaking out about her misjudgment with niket, and going to grunt just to talk about legacies~ and genetic engineering and grunt is gruff but secretly really pleased. he occasionally hangs out in her office when he’s feeling particularly aggressive because she’s a calming, big-sisterly presence who is both a powerful warrior and a genetic abnormality designed to be “perfect” just like him.

zexom  asked:

Honestly, I don't think incest should be illegal. The government has no right getting involved in people's personal lives, but I still think it is completely wrong due to all the genetic abnormalities that can arise from it.

I find it just immoral…and…yeah wrong, whenever I think of a way to describe it I can’t think of any other word than “wrong”. People should NOT be thinking of their family members in that way..and I hate it when people throw the excuses of “well they aren’t real people” or “well they’re consenting adults they can do what they want” and one person even said “oh so you hate gay couples?” when regarding the Fontcest thing…which just made me want to give them a smack for more reasons than one =.=

I don’t care about people’s excuses for it, it’s still…wrong. And I’ll stand by that view ‘til the day I die. call me cynical or intolerant or whatever you want

I Break All The Rules For You

want a speculative scene from the finale that’s just angst and cuddling? okay so you don’t but like three people did so here it is.

here on ao3

His hand skimmed her stomach, whenever they were together like this they were in constant contact. Sometimes it was about greed, impatience, desperation, but in the last hours of their time, the sun starting to rise, it was soft, slow, warm, if not occasionally desperate for a different reason.

Nick’s pointer finger found a spot on her hip and followed it. A stretchmark that was one of the only reminders that she’d carried Hannah. She only had a few, her doctor told her it was genetics and a little bit of luck that she didn’t have more. 

June sighed and tucked her head under his chin. She wasn’t sure if she wanted him to hear her at all so she didn’t move away, her lips against his chest when she spoke.

“Maybe I’ll miscarry.” 

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Inhuman || Klaroline

Klaroline Infinity Day 6 - Other Supernatural

Klaus is almost ready to break his curse, but he refuses to do so without Katerina finally doing her part. She has managed to elude him so far with the help of various allies, but the latest distraction proves to be far more interesting to Klaus.

“Funny,” Klaus noted with a smirk. “Katerina usually prefers to employ male cannon fodder.”

The little blonde merely stood before him, unafraid. She didn’t even bother to reply. Her head canted to the side as she watched the Original draw closer to the door of his hotel room, where she had been waiting.

It was something of a game for Klaus in his hunt to break the curse restraining his wolf, to allow Katerina Petrova’s various pets enough of a fight to be fun for him. The werewolf from whom she had stolen the moonstone lacked the strategy of battle; the vampire brothers she bounced between were too busy competing for her favor to put up a decent showing. Even Elijah was easily a pawn to the wily doppelganger, though at least daggering him was an actual challenge.

This girl, however, smelled young. Klaus couldn’t sense any power, as he could on a vampire, wolf, or witch. Humans were often too stupid to realize the danger he posed, but they could still feel a frisson of unease in his sheer presence. She seemed almost serene.

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drabble; matron

also for @kateyes224 because Home is a great fucking episode.

drabble; pg; early msr ust; tw for graphic description of the death of a baby, mild discussion of incest; post-Home; Scully has some doubts.


“I think that’s the worst thing I’ve ever had to do,” Scully says randomly on the drive back to the airport. It’s said so nonchalantly he almost misses it; he’d been kind of ignoring everything else, technical stuff about genetic abnormalities he can’t follow. But hey. A confession from Scully. Totally worth the fear she is implanting in his soul with her lousy driving. 

“You mean driving past…” oops, one more. “Four stop signs?”

“Most people here don’t even have a car,” she hisses, but she slows down. He feels less like has to pee now. “I’m talking about the autopsy.” Well, now he feels like a dick.

“I can’t imagine,” he says, because he can’t. The fetus hadn’t a mouth or any hair or visible feet. With all the blood and the dirt it did not, in fact, resemble anything like a child except for it’s tiny, clenched fists with all of its tiny clenched fingers. He left when she pulled out her scalpel, just like he always does. So he hadn’t had to see evidence of a heart or a brain or any other vital organs you’d expect to see in a human. She faced the very crux of its humanity and was forced to view it as a child, a once living thing, and he was not. 

“That was her child, Mulder,” she says thickly, tightening her hands around the steering wheel. He straightens up in his seat and looks her over, concerned. “It was very lucky to not have lived another second. It was very lucky to not have met her.”


“Those were her children,” she continues, staring straight ahead at the road. “I cannot fathom what kind of mother could do that to her children.”

“I can’t fathom what kind of children could do that to their mother,” he winces, very inappropriately. He hurries before she can look over at him and make him feel guilty, “I think it’s all she’s ever known, Scully. Her mother probably did the same. And her mother’s mother. And her mother’s mother’s mother…”

“You just hope, Mulder. You just have this hope that it will come natural to you.” This is the voice that he can’t ever ignore, the voice she hits him with when she’s grown weary or close to giving up. It hurts him to hear it. “You hope you know right from wrong as soon as you find out you’re pregnant.”

“You’re worried,” he says softly, and nods when she bites her lip. “You’re worried that you won’t know.”

“I won’t ever, ever be like her,” she says vehemently. He chuckles darkly.

“I can vouch for that.”

“But this…” she doesn’t finish. He knows. Mrs. Peacock is undeniable proof that there’s no recipe for good parenting and even worse, how easy it is to convince yourself you’re a good parent, that you’ve made the right choices, that you’re incapable of making the wrong one.

He grips her knee and squeezes, wishing he could hold her hand or hug her close. But she needs to keep her eyes on the road. Maybe later. “Scully,” he says. “I don’t think that’s something you’ll ever have to worry about.”

“This is bullshit.” Marco closed his eyes and leaned back as Ace pushed himself up and away from the table.  It was inevitable, his outburst.  The government had started up their witch hunts again forcing their family to lay low.  Or as Ace saw it, forcing them to hide.

“It’s shit that we are forced to fucking duck out like rats just because we’re, we’re.”

“Different?” Izo offered.


Beside Marco, Edward Newgate sighed.  It wasn’t the first time Ace had an outburst like that.  It’s not even the worst he had been but it was still rough, when he got like this.  There was almost no reasoning with him.  But to let him go on would make it worst.  It’s no secret Ace had a temper, could be very harsh to other around him.  It definitely wasn’t a secret that he was hardest on himself.  

“Calm down Ace, there is no point in getting so worked up.  We’re safe, you don’t have to be afraid.” Marco stood, placing his hand on Ace’s shoulder.

“I’m not afraid of them!”  He snapped jerking away from Marco’s touch.  “It’s them” he pointed out the window “they should be afraid of us!”  Marco’s eyes followed the flame that licked up Ace’s arm before meeting his eyes.

“A lot of them already are.  A lot of them are for good reason.”  Ace stilled, his gaze even with Marco’s.  “Do you really want to be like the ones that make them afraid?  Do you want to be like Akainu?”  Ace bit his lip and looked down.  “Like Blackbeard?”  He flinched and turned away.  Ace looked to Thatch, as he rolled away from the table in his wheelchair.  No, never like them.

“Sorry.”  Ace whispered and Marco sighed.

“We are all feeling stressed my son.”  Newgate stood up and walked over to the two by the window.  “It’s okay to be angry Ace.  Let me assure you, you’re not the only one.”  Gently he moved his hand under Ace’s chin and tilted his head up so their eyes met.  “But don’t let your anger be what guides you, don’t like it control you.”  Ace nodded and Newgate smiled.

“It’s getting late, you’ll all benefit from some rest.”  Their heads snapped to the new voice to see Sabo leaning against the door frame.  Ace snorted and rolled his eyes.

“Is it already past our bedtime, mom?”  Ace walked over and slapped Sabo on his shoulder and his brother scoffed.

“For you it certainly is, narcoleptic.  Last thing you want is to ruin your schedule.”  Sabo slung his arm around his brother’s shoulder.  Ace pushed him away telling him to shut it.  “Would you like me to tuck you in or perhaps read you a bedtime story.  I do remember you like the one about the bear I use to tell Luffy.”  Ace’s cheeks flushed and made a grab for Sabo but said brother of his ducked away laughing as he ran upstairs of the chosen safehouse.  

Newgate shook his head.  Safehouse to anyone but Ace’s brother.  He didn’t know how Sabo always seemed to know where Ace was but Newgate chose not to dwell on it for his own sanity’s sake.  He often was thankful for the brother’s rather sporadic appearances.  Often relied on them on stressful days like so.

Marco was good a quelling Ace’s anger, good at talking him out of his own head.  Newgate was even better but neither of them matched up to Sabo.  Sabo knew, or at least seemed to know, the inner workings of Ace’s mind.  Ace assured that the only ‘genetic abnormality’ Sabo possessed was the uncanny ability to be a smart ass the majority of the time.  Marco swore that his ‘powers’ was the ability to read Ace and he just wouldn’t admit it.

“He’s right though, it’s bullshit.”  Thatch spoke solemnly, breaking Newgate from his musings.  “I’m just a normal guy who has nothing to worry about but even I feel angry.”  He sighed looking down to his lap, hand rubbing his knee.  “They try so hard to weed out everyone they can, people, kids who pose no threat to them and then they turn around and go employ the real monsters.”  He let out a hollow laugh before whispering “it’s bullshit.”

He snapped his head up when Izo placed a hand on his shoulder.  Thatch mustered up a tired smile, placing his hand over the other’s.  “I think it’s time for you to try and get some sleep as well.”

“Oh am I really being that depressing?”

“I felt every ounce of happiness sucked from me.”

“I’m the worst.”

“Absolutely dreadful.”

The duo went back and forth and Izo pushed Thatch down the hall towards their rooms.  Like a switch, one by one the rest of the family all wandered off to their beds until Newgate and Marco were the only ones left.  They watched them go, bid them goodnight and then fell into a contemplative silence.  

“How long do you think this one will last?”

“I don’t know son.”

“They’re looking for someone in particular, depending on how much they want them or how well their hidden, it could be a while.”  Sabo said stepping off the stairs and walking back into the dining room.

“You know who?”  Marco asked and Sabo shook his head and shrugged his shoulder.

“Ace asleep already?”  Newgate asked instead.

“Yeah, like a light the moment he laid down.  He’ll be up in a few hours, nothing I can do about that.  Whether it’s the stress or a stress driven nightmare don’t be surprised when you hear him lurking in the kitchen at some god awful hour.”  Sabo explained as he adjusted his coat.

“Are you leaving already?”  Marco asked, it wasn’t uncommon to Sabo to pop in and out but he usually would spend at least some time, if not the whole night with Ace on bad days.

“Ace’s isn’t my only brother.”  Marco nodded understanding instantly.  “And Luffy has never been good at hide and seek.”  With that Sabo made his way towards their front door.  Whitebeard followed him, opening the door.

“Be careful son.”  Sabo looked up at the man looking slightly taken aback before he scoffed.

“Sorry Whitebeard, I have no interest in being adopted today.”  Newgate laughed as he patted Sabo’s back on his way by.

“Any brother of my son is a son of mine, you better get use to it fast boy.”  He continued to smile brightly, he could tell Sabo was fighting a smile as he waved him off.  Ace and Sabo were polar opposites and two peas in a pod at the same time.  Newgate watched him until he disappeared before closing and bolting the locks on the door.  

He turned to see Marco checking the lock on the window beside him.  “House is all secure.”  Marco stated, smiling up at him and was patted on the back.  He was ever the vigilant one.  “We might as well be heading off to bed as well, goodnight pops.”

Metal Torture - Chapter 29

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Triggers: Some pretty serious ones in here.  So, proceed with caution.


A name. I needed a name. What was the name on the report?

And then I saw it.

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Individualism is a plague to any movement meant to liberate a whole class of people, and nowhere is this more obvious than the effect transgenderism is having on feminism.

You say you, as a trans man, feel personally excluded when the word female is used to fight against female oppression? Well guess what, in actuality that word is what will include you in any legislation passed to ensure our rights and freedoms - by default. Whether you want to believe it or not you are physiologically identical to the vast majority of other females on this planet, baring any genetic abnormalities, medical interventions, or surgical alterations. 

The fact that you do not ~feel~ included by use of the word female is neither here nor there when in practice, by its use in political language, you ARE being included.  

Now, in personal interactions any decent person would respect your wishes and refrain from using the word female to describe you, if you make it clear that it makes you uncomfortable. However, when talking about fighting for the liberation of whole class (of which you are a part); to fracture the language is to weaken the movement.
How an abortion saved millions of lives
In 1962, Leonard Hayflick created a cell strain from an aborted fetus.

The woman was four months pregnant, but she didn’t want another child. In 1962, at a hospital in Sweden, she had a legal abortion.

The fetus — female, 20 centimetres long and wrapped in a sterile green cloth — was delivered to the Karolinska Institute in northwest Stockholm. There, the lungs were dissected, packed on ice and dispatched to the airport, where they were loaded onto a transatlantic flight. A few days later, Leonard Hayflick, an ambitious young microbiologist at the Wistar Institute for Anatomy and Biology in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, unpacked that box.

Working with a pair of surgical scalpels, Hayflick minced the lungs — each about the size of an adult fingertip — then placed them in a flask with a mix of enzymes that fragmented them into individual cells. These he transferred into several flat-sided glass bottles, to which he added a nutrient broth. He laid the bottles on their sides in a 37 °C incubation room. The cells began to divide.

So began WI-38, a strain of cells that has arguably helped to save more lives than any other created by researchers. Many of the experimental cell lines available at that time, such as the famous HeLa line, had been grown from cancers or were otherwise genetically abnormal. WI-38 cells became the first ‘normal’ human cells available in virtually unlimited quantities to scientists and to industry and, as a result, have become the most extensively described and studied normal human cells available to this day.

Vaccines made using WI-38 cells have immunized hundreds of millions of people against rubella, rabies, adenovirus, polio, measles, chickenpox and shingles. In the 1960s and 1970s, the cells helped epidemiologists to identify viral culprits in disease outbreaks. Their normality has made them valuable control cells for comparison with diseased ones. And at the Wistar Institute, as in labs and universities around the world, they remain a leading tool for probing the secrets of cellular ageing and cancer.

Listen. I think we’re all in agreement that Trump is a moron who doesn’t have any place in the white house and at this point it’s a matter of not if but when he’ll get impeached. But let’s not forget that even if Trump does get impeached we still have Pence to worry about and in some ways Pence is worse than Trump could ever hope to be.
•As governor of Indiana, Pence signed the most abortion-restrictive regulations in the nation, banning abortion even in cases where the fetus has a “genetic abnormality” such as Down syndrome and holding doctors legally liable if they had knowingly performed such procedures.
•In 2015, Pence helped pass one of the nation’s harshest “religious freedom” laws that would have protected businesses who wanted to refuse service to LGBT people if they cited religious objections
•In 2006, Pence proposed an immigration compromise that envisioned a guest worker program that required undocumented immigrants to “self-deport” before returning to America legally.
•Under Governor Pence, Indiana has diverted $53 million in the past two years from public school to funding vouchers for private schools, including religious schools, and to charter school programs.
•He is skeptical of climate change and wrote a letter to President Obama threatening to disobey the new regulations on coal mandated by the Clean Power Plan.
•He has an “A” rating from the NRA and is opposed to any restrictions on assault rifles.
•Records from a 1990 run for Congress show that Pence, then 31, had used political donations to pay the mortgage on his house, his personal credit card bill, groceries, golf tournament fees and car payments for his wife.

Pence is a career politican and he knows how the play the system. Although I think it’s great that the world has united against trump just remember the is something even more dangerous lurking behind him. Do not let him slide in after Trump and do whatever he wants. Fight him with as much force as we’re fighting Trump!!!

Nineteen year old Robert Wadlow (height 8 ft 7 in) the tallest person in recorded history, chatting with a friend after appearing at a charity event in Omaha, Nebraska, April 1, 1937. He grew another 4 inches before his death three years later.

This truly is an amazing photograph, with the contrast between these two gentleman. Sadly, this form of genetic abnormality rarely allows the afflicted individual to live a full life.

Targeted drug gives assured benefits in rare advanced kidney cancer

Washington D.C. [USA], June 24 (ANI): People suffering from advanced kidney cancer, we have some good news for you.
According to a recent study, some patients with a form of advanced kidney cancer that carries a poor prognosis benefited from an experimental drug targeted to an abnormal genetic pathway causing cancerous growth.
Savolitinib, the targeted drug showed linical activity in patients with metastatic papillary renal cell carcinoma (PRCC) whose tumors were driven by overactivity of the MET signaling pathway.
But, the drug was not effective for patients whose tumors lacked the MET abnormality.
The results of from a single-arm, multicenter phase II clinical trial, suggest that savolitinib holds promise as a personalized treatment for a subgroup of patients with metastatic papillary renal cell carcinoma, according to the researchers.
In the US alone, about 6,400 cases of PRCC are expected to be diagnosed in 2017, compared to a total of 64,000 cases of kidney cancers. The majority of them are classified as clear cell renal cell cancers.
Papillary renal cell carcinoma are non-clear cell kidney cancers. No good treatments exist for advanced or metastatic PRCC.
The current trial tested savolitinib, a potent and selective MET inhibitor, in 109 patients with locally advanced or metastatic PRCC. Of the 109 patients, 40 percent had tumors driven by MET, 42 percent had tumors that did not rely on MET, and MET status was unknown in 17 percent of patients.
When the results were analyzed, 18 percent of patients with MET-driven cancers had significant shrinkage of their tumors, and 50 percent had stable disease.
By contrast, none of the patients with MET-independent tumors had shrinkage response, and only 24 percent had stable disease.
In addition, the length of time after treatment before the cancer began growing was significantly longer in the MET-driven tumor group - 6.2 months versus 1.4 months.
According to the authors of the study, “These data support the hypothesis that savolitinib has antitumor activity in patients with MET-driven papillary renal cell carcinoma. Our study identified a defined molecular group and highlights the prevalence of MET-driven disease in this rare population of RCC patients.”
Although some patients had their dosage of savolitinib reduced and two patients discontinued treatment because of side effects, the researchers said the drug was generally well-tolerated. (ANI)

anonymous asked:

how do you feel about spiders? particularly genetically mutated, abnormally sized ones? i'm asking for a friend, not because the next test involves spiders.

“Um…Well, normal spiders are fine and if they don’t bother me, I don’t bother them…
But genetically mutated spiders… I like spider man, but knowing Aperture, those would be so much worse. So….in this case, no. I don’t.”

BITE: Chapter 2

percy jackson / teen wolf crossover. i’m thinking this is set post-HoO, post-ToA and post-MCGA for percy and co., and in between season 3a and 3b for the pack. because that’s not confusing at all. 

2/? - Scott

“This is suspicious,” Stiles declared, dropping his lunch tray onto the table and almost throwing himself into the chair opposite Scott. He picked up a handful of curly fries and attempted to eat them all at once, glaring at something over Scott’s right shoulder as he did so.

“What’s suspicious, your ability to inhale curly fries and not choke to death?” Lydia quipped, tucking her elbows in by her sides and leaning slightly away from him.

“Oh, haha.” Stiles pulled a face at her. He swallowed the mouthful of fries and pointed behind Scott. “No, them. The new kids.”

Lydia looked unconvinced. “Have you even spoken to them?”

“Not yet, but I’m bound to have a class with them before the end of the day.”

Scott craned his neck to look at where the transfer students sat, across the other side of the cafeteria. They looked pretty standard - extremely attractive, yeah, but there were plenty of good looking people at Beacon Hills High School who had nothing to do with the supernatural. They were both wearing jeans, the boy in a blue hoodie and the girl in a tight grey t-shirt, and they seemed to be chatting amicably to Danny and a few other guys from the Lacrosse team.

Scott spun back around and shot Stiles a skeptical look. “They seem normal to me.”

Stiles planted his elbow on the table and leaned forward, lowering the volume of his voice but increasing the emphasis. “Look, okay, just hear me out. When was the last time someone new showed up at this school - or in this town, even - and wasn’t a hunter or a werewolf or a homicidal maniac or something equally terrifying, huh?”

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The Maiden And The Giant

TITLE: The Maiden And The Giant


AUTHOR: MaliceManaged

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine falling through a portal into Jötunheim and running into a stranger named Loki, who decides to provide shelter out of the need for company, that eventually turns into love.


NOTES/WARNINGS: Next week’s chapter may or may not have a delay, if it’s not absent entirely, because I haven’t actually written it at all yet. New Year’s really kicked my ass. But I digress. Have some fluff and an explanation for something you may have forgotten all about by now. XD


    After awkward assurances that all was well to a clearly very amused queen, Frigga had spoken to them to try and gauge what would make them both more comfortable there, and after a while she led them to the palace library once Loki made mention of his library back home. They hadn’t been there ten minutes before Kat and Frigga noticed that Loki was no longer with them. Some searching later, they found him seated at a table with a few books, already engrossed in the one open before him.

    “Yeah, we lost him,” Kat deadpanned.

    Frigga chuckled. “Just as well; it gives us women a chance to get better acquainted,” She said somewhat conspiratorially. She led Kat to a seat nearby so as to not lose sight of Loki then sat beside her. “I’m curious; are you aware of the magick you possess?”

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 Please re-blog to help those in Colorado currently considering or seeking to have an abortion. This information could help prevent the millions of illegal, unsafe abortions that happen every year.

Currently in the State of Colorado, you can obtain an abortion up to 26 weeks post-fertilization.* You can obtain a procedure up to 34 weeks if fetal abnormalities, genetic disorder, fetal demise, or severe medical problems.

List of abortion clinics in Colorado:


Planned Parenthood of the Rocky Mountains



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Sometimes I think that people see people with BPD as the root of all evil. That’s not true. It is true that when I am emotionally stressed and not thinking logically, I can’t be responsive to people in appropriate ways. But there is a double standard here. People with other mental illnesses aren’t seen as lacking empathy, but having certain developmental deficits.

Take Asperger’s syndrome, for example. People with that disorder appear not to understand, empathize with or be sensitive to others’ feelings. But we don’t ascribe this to lacking a conscious. Instead, we say they have genetically-related structural abnormalities in several regions of the brain—the exact same thing we could say about BPD!

We don’t see BPD as an illness and it looks like we’re doing it on purpose because sometimes we appear so functional and in control. The intense emotions that make us seem so self absorbed occur in the context of a close relationships, and, for us, close relationships are the equivalent of standing in a burning building.

How Our Mother's Failed Us

Today was my first OBGYN appointment ever. Although my appointment was simply to discus getting an IUD, I ended up getting a full pelvis exam since I’ve been due since I turned 21.

After a second of feeling around my doctor (who I loved, btw) told me I had a tilted uterus and didn’t say anything else about it. Alright, I thought nothing of it.

As soon as I got home my mom asked how my appointment went; I told her I’m getting the IUD, and then after I finished, she immediately asked, “So do you have a tilted uterus?" I responded, "Yes, how did you know?” and she said that it’s genetic and the both she and my grandma have it too.

Again, didn’t really think much of it. But later tonight I Googled it just to see if it can cause any issues.

A tilted uterus causes:

  • Back pain during intercourse
  • Minor incontinence
  • Urinary tract infections
  • Fertility problems
  • Difficulty using tampons

…Wait, can you repeat that?
“Difficulty using tampons.”

This is how my mother failed me.

In middle school I bled through everything. My mom finally bought me tampons and I bled through those too. All through high school I’d wear an S+ tampon and a heavy duty pad to make it throughout the day.

I thought there was something wrong with me. All around me girls my age were swearing that tampons were the best thing ever because they could swim, run, participate in PE, and stay comfortable. But I couldn’t wear them for longer than ten minutes without leaking.

I went on birth control because I thought my periods were so heavy that I was bleeding through tampons and pads.

As a 16 year old girl, I was put on hormones because my mother never once mentioned to me or my doctor that I could have a tilted uterus. A simple, not-serious genetic abnormality that could easily be solved with a menstrual cup like a Moon or Diva Cup (a product I started using this January and immediately fell in love with… because it worked for me, finally).

For ten years I thought I was messed up for not getting tampons to work. I thought it was normal for me to have serious pain during sex. That getting three UTIs in a matter of months was normal for sexually active girls.

All because my mother didn’t talk to me about our bodies.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my momma and she’s a great lady. But like many other mom’s of her generation, she failed to give her daughter an important piece of basic body information that could’ve saved me a lot of stress (and hormones).

Talk to your kids. When you have kids don’t hide natural facts about bodies make you feel “uncomfortable” enough to make them have to figure it out on their own. I had to figure everything out on my own, like many of us have, and now I suddenly have my answer by, again, figuring it out on my own.