July 22, 2012
I'm still not down with the V word. I can do the C word, the T word, and the P word, but not seriously and without sputtering and giggling like the nine-year-old boy I not so secretly am, but the V? Nope, sorry, not gonna do it. The few times when I've said it aloud, jokingly, I've cringed so hard I thought my uterus would shatter and exit my body through my C/T/P. Years ago I signed up to work as a volunteer for a rape hotline, but never followed through, anticipating I'd have to say it without audibly flinching.