Well, a week has gone by since the termination of the demon possession and I still feel relieved. I think the hardest part was before I made the decision. But now that it's done, I feel nothing but relief, in every way.
I am in awe of the female body. Strange things have been flowing out of my vajazzle and I can't help but to inspect and study it with the curiosity of a child. I feel like a bit of a god / goddess that I now know I can create life. I could create a small community if I wanted, all with the power of my womb. Amazing.
The physical changes my body endured are wild too. My breasts have completely changed, and it only took one month. I sensed something was different about them, even before I knew. It's a weird sensation when it's your own body.
The only thing I don't understand is why my body wouldn't let me eat anything, at a time when it would seem more productive to hoard nutrients? I think it has something to do with the body instinctively wanting to expel an invader inside it, but for whatever reason morning sickness happens anyway, and for me this caused me to lose weight when I'm already underweight. No bueno. Literally the only thing I could keep down for a few weeks was lollipops. And even then I sometimes threw up anyway? I'm still a goddess, just, a goddess whose body was meant to create art and beauty in the world, not literal babies.
I'm grateful today for my female body, despite all its difficulties, internally, and externally in this misogynistic world. I'll take its complexity and magic. It suits my personality.
2:46 a.m. - 2018-03-30