It’s More Than A Cup 0 405

I recorded my journey of using a menstrual cup on my private Instagram account and THAT revealed a lot about my friends and followers. A few weeks ago, in a series of videos, I shared my experience of using a menstrual cup for the first time and opened myself up for questions. No click-bait intended, but what happened next did shock me.

I first heard about menstrual cups in a BuzzFeed video on YouTube when I was looking for alternatives to sanitary pads. I was not ready to accept that after all our years of research and discovery, the world had not come up with a better, more efficient and more comfortable form of a menstrual hygiene product. I should mention here that I never used tampons because of the fear the internet had embedded in me about losing one up your vagina. Interestingly enough, when I first saw a menstrual cup, I was intrigued and not intimidated at all. But, coming from Pakistan, menstrual health and menstrual health products was never an open discussion around me. I hardly learned anything about it at school other than the fact that all girls should hide A PERFECTLY NATURAL PROCESS. At home, because my mother, aunts, and cousins only ever used sanitary pads, that was all I knew. So, obviously, I was scared to try out something new.

A few months later, in a conversation with some of my female friends, we ended up discussing how uncomfortable we are during our periods when one of my friends smiled and with a wave of her hand said, “those days are over for me, ever since I got my cup!” My curiosity was piqued. Later, she showed us her cup, a small, red and rather cute little object. Deeply encouraged I ordered mine, a Meluna Cup.

In conversations with my friend I found out more about the cup, nothing discouraged me so far. A menstrual cup is just that, a cup, made of silicone or latex rubber and is inserted more or less like a tampon but instead of absorbing the blood as most menstrual products do, it collects blood. Just before or as your period starts, you can simply fold the cup in (there are various ways of folding and inserting it, no applicator is needed) and insert it into your vagina, tilting it at a near 45 degrees angle. Once inside, the cup is supposed to ‘pop’ open, which creates a suction that allows it to stay in its place and prevent leaks.

The cup can be used up to 12 hours, depending on your flow. Taking it out seems like the tricky part, but it’s all about being relaxed and comfortable with your insides. With clean hands, reach out for the stem of the cup and pinch the base to remove suction and gently pull it out. Alternatively, you could move the cup in slow circle gripping the tip and pull it out. The second one works for me. However, if you’re having trouble gripping the tip, you can use your pelvic muscles to push it down and reach it. Once out, you can empty it and either rinse with water and put it back inside. There are several different types of cups, like…A LOT. These vary in stem type and length, the cups capacity, diameter, and color.  Figuring out which cup is right for you will also depend on a lot of things including your blood flow and where your cervix is. I have a fairly high cervix so an ideal cup will have a longer stem. An interesting place to find out more about the right cup for you is this quiz here

Surprisingly, menstrual cups aren’t that new. They were first thought of in the late 1800s. However, the earliest design never made it to the market. Then, in the late 1930s, American Actress Leona Chalmers came up with a similar version to the modern menstrual cup. The design was made with latex rubber which was in high demand during the Second World War and so once again women were deprived because of wars men started. While the product re-emerged the idea of the cup remained scandalous until the early 2000s when the Lunette Cup made with medical grade silicone was introduced by Heli Kurjanen, founder of Lunette (4). Of course in large parts of the world, there is still a widespread stigma attached to the use of anything that goes up the vagina that might actually benefit the woman.

Going back to my own experience, the cup I ordered online had arrived and so had the time had to try it out. I bought some water-based lube and got to work. It wasn’t as hard as I thought. In a few tries, the cup was sitting inside me all happy and snug, ready to collect some blood. Because I was so sick of sanitary pads and I wanted more girls and women to experience the freedom my cup gave me, I decided to share my experience with at least the women and girls in my close circles. I made a series of videos shared on my Instagram stories. Let me tell you, they really don’t teach us ANYTHING about what’s up there. I was afraid of backlash but most of the replies I got were encouragement and praise from women who thought I was doing a brave thing. It made me realize, perhaps it’s not always the women holding each other back, contrary to what patriarchy tries to teach us. The questions were a different story. So many friends, friends from high school, friends who I hardly ever spoke to, friends I go to class with every day had questions for me. Most of the questions were;

  1. Did it hurt?
    No, unless you try and put it in the wrong way. I’m no expert at this and would seriously advise you do your own research before trying anything down there. However, it did not hurt me because, as most websites instructed, I inserted the cup with enough lube and at an angle so it goes directly up the vaginal canal. The entire process is painless, if it hurts, you’re doing something wrong. Once inside, you shouldn’t be able to feel the cup.
  2. What if it falls out?
    The cup is designed in a way that allows it to operate on suction. That means once inside and open, it will not fall, or slide down, or even come out simply by pulling. It will move inside, but perhaps just to adjust itself.
  3. Is it better than pads?
    YES! Thousand times better. It’s more cost-effective in the long run, it’s more comfortable, leaking is ONLY a problem if it isn’t placed correctly, and it can last up to 12 hours (depending on your flow of course). A menstrual cup can last for up to 10 years, imagine the amount of money spent on pads for 10 years, AND the amount of waste created. The entire process is amazing though, it is almost as if you are really not on your period, except the cramps of course, and the mood swings.
  4. Will I lose my virginity if I use a menstrual cup?
    No, really, no. It is a difficult question to answer sometimes though because, for various cultures and people, virginity means different things. Assuming, however, that an intact hymen is how virginity is measured usually, a menstrual cup is incapable of harming your virginity. The hymen does not exist as a seal at the entrance of the vagina and can be very different for many people. The cup is a cup. It can only collect blood in there. Anyone, including virgins, can safely use a cup. Unless you have an IUD, please consult your doctor before using a cup.
  5. Did you have to share your menstrual cup journey like this for everyone to see?                                            This was a hard question to answer, I didn’t know where to begin. Yes? Because as an individual with rights, I should be able to do anything I want as long as I don’t infringe on someone else’s rights? Or, no, I wish I had a larger platform to share it on and be more scandalous?

Some of the replies, like this question, troubled me. The first kind of comment was one that didn’t try to mask itself as something else, these people truly believed that what I was sharing was shameful and should not be out in the public like this. I wanted to scream into my phone ‘STOP ASSOCIATING SHAME WITH A WOMAN’S BODY!.’ I really was and still am unsure on how to proceed in discussions that start with taking anatomy over my body away from me. I am still uncertain on how to explain to people that the vagina is like any other part of the body, that periods are natural and that anything to do with vaginas or periods does not always relate to sex, that women should be able to talk about their own bodies because a large part of oppression still originates from censoring women’s bodies but de-censoring when it’s to using women as objects for the pleasure of men. And because society looks at women and vaginas strictly in the context of procreation or sexual pleasure, anything to do with them automatically becomes ‘shameful’. Not that there’s anything shameful about sex between consenting adults.

The second type of replies was the kind who were ‘concerned for me.’ These people said that they ‘understood’ the importance of what I was trying to do, which I appreciated, but that this wasn’t the best way to do it. That I should have limited my information-sharing spree strictly to the audience it affected. This did not anger me, it made me sad, to have friends so unemphatic who can not share in a woman’s lifelong pain, suffering or even just discomfort. Saying that women’s issues should be restricted, their discussion done behind closed doors violates the principle of inclusivity. Saying that women’s issue should be reserved for a specific audience is a statement ignorant of the reality that this is still a world governed by policies and social rules made mostly by men and if they do not care to partake in discussions relating to women’s issues and LISTEN to women when they speak about their issues, progress will always be limited. This reinstates the long played strategy of segregation because women menstruate.

Despite the negativity that one is bound to receive when one strives for change, in the end, I was grateful to have found support in places I never knew I would, to realize that so many women want to change things, that they are curious about themselves and their potential, and angered at the way society treats them. I hope that those who find shame in using one are liberated of their biased beliefs towards women. My cup, truly, was my liberation.

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I'm a 22 years-old aspiring writer/political scientist/cat-lady currently studying International Relations in KL, Malaysia. I'm a proud feminist (and Womanist) surviving on coffee and the pent up anger and suffering of my female ancestors.

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