I never use explicit language, except during sex, and that d..
Added 2024-10-21 05:00:14 +0000 UTCI never use explicit language, except during sex, and that deliberate choice makes the words all the more potent when they do come. Outside of those intimate moments, I refuse to reduce my body—or anyone else’s—to crude euphemisms. Words like "pussy," "coochie," "muff," or "snatch" not only irritate me, but they also actively undermine the respect and power we should demand from our bodies. These terms shrink something complex, beautiful, and sacred into simplistic, objectified labels. They sound vulgar, dismissive, reducing the body to a functional tool or, worse, a commodity.
This is not just a feminist stance—it’s a human stance. Every body deserves to be honored, named, and spoken about with respect. Our genitals are not animals, objects, or cute metaphors meant to soothe discomfort around discussing real anatomy. The language we use matters; it shapes how we view ourselves and how others perceive us.
Vulva—now that’s a word full of grace, elegance, and power. The sound of it alone evokes something sensual yet commanding. The "vul" is soft, like a whisper, while the "va" concludes with a surge, like the breathless end of an orgasm. It’s a word that stands strong on its own, unapologetically owning its place in language and life. It demands respect, not dismissal.
Clitoris—a word that dances on the lips, playful yet purposeful. The “cli” is sharp and precise, followed by the softness of “toris,” inviting joy and celebration. This word celebrates pleasure and autonomy, affirming the right to own and enjoy your body without shame.
Labia—it rolls off the tongue with dignity, like an embrace. This word honors the layers and complexity of the body, soft yet resilient. It speaks of protection, intimacy, and the beauty of what it means to possess this anatomy.
By reclaiming the words that truly define our anatomy, we also reclaim our narrative. In doing so, we reshape how we view ourselves and the power our bodies hold.
