It’s that time of the month again.
No! Not the one when you consider the Stockholm Syndrome-esque nature of your relationship with your menstrual cycle (get it? Because when it drops in to enslave you, you lament, but when it unexpectedly does not arrive, you lament even more dramatically because the repercussions mean something far less casual if not entirely life-changing than some operating ovaries).
It’s time that you ask. Us. Anything. Because we talk and talk and talk and talk (and then talk some more) and often you listen, but sometimes, we reckon you don’t, and hey! That’s okay! But maybe there’s some stuff you’re dying to get off your chest and well, we’re open to assuming the quandaries of your chest and nuzzling them ourselves. So, get asking.
Leave nothing out, keep nothing in.
The microphone is yours.