I used to work in an on/gyn office assisting with colposcopies, and was always reassuring them that the pain wasn’t that bad. Then I had one. Holy $@”& balls. I still feel guilty to this day about all those women I told it wasn’t that bad. My cramping was horrible.
I had one on my knee-actually do not recall why/how it got there. However, about ten years after it had been there, it all of a sudden swelled up and got a perfect circle around it. A dermatologist removed it.
Response to How I Finally Let Go Of Grief For My Dead Mom:
This is the most accurate piece I have read for women in their late 20s/30s who have lost their mother. I was 29 when my mom died suddenly (she was 57); almost 12 years ago. I read so many things about “young adults” and teens, but your story is by far, the most relatable for me. I went through years of grief-it’s hard to be the only one of your friends without a mom. I fought so hard to not be like my mother when she was alive, and now I relish the parts of me that are her. I love when I see her come out in an action of mine.
Btw, it is never shameful for anyone to seek professional help for experiencing agonizing, bring-you-to-your-knees grief, or even for the numbness or emptiness. I attended a grief workshop, and was finally able to deal with some feelings and be more present in my own life.
Again, love this story and how accurate I think it is for people between being a teen and older adulthood.