Let me be, I don't want to hide who I am, I don't want to ask if you can see what I should use for my health and comfort.

I don't want to speak in codes and names to say that it's those days again. I want to have the freedom to be a woman without them putting their fingers to my lips and telling me to shut up because that makes those with more delicate genes uncomfortable.

I want to be able to wear a skirt and shorts without stopping to think, do they see it? Do they see it? Do they see it?! as if it were the blood of a crime that it was never my desire to cause.

I want to be able to be in peace with tears and hysteria for days so that everything can pass, and I don't have to worry in fear of how to explain that: “Not today, not these days, not this week, give me time, I'm a body upside down, and I need a break without you pushing me into explanations that leave you making jokes that don't have my laugh.” And I want to be able to be happy and proud in my pain publicly.

I want to say the organs without them being a confession that not even the priest can hear, I want not to look for allies in those who have sisters and mothers and understand. I want my biology to be accepted like your abuse is accepted because How is this natural act taboo? I want not to have to lie every time I see blood and pretend to throw up.

I want them not to tell me to speak softly with gestures and signs so that only some can locate me, but not everyone understands why I’m a woman and how I must keep quiet and hidden how I feel once a month.

TA.