WHY I WIPE BACK TO FRONT
For years, women have been told how to wipe. “Front to back,” they say, as if we’re all just mindless sheep following Big Hygiene’s oppressive agenda. But not me. I reject the societal construct of proper wiping, and yes, I wipe back to front. Is it causing frequent yeast infections? Maybe. Is it also a radical act of feminist defiance? Absolutely.
The expectation that women must wipe in one particular direction is just another way the patriarchy polices our bodies. First, they told us to cross our legs. Then, they told us to smile more. Now, they want to dictate the way we clean ourselves? Not on my watch. My body, my choice, my unorthodox approach to personal hygiene.
Sure, doctors and “science” insist that front-to-back wiping prevents infections, but who funds medical research? The government. Who runs the government? Men. Seems suspicious doesn’t it? Meanwhile, my method (which is brave, raw, and unafraid) has been met with nothing but judgment from doctors, friends, and an alarming number of urgent care staff members.
Yes, I get frequent UTIs, but you know what else I get? The satisfaction of knowing that I am disrupting a system that was never built for me in the first place. While other women are mindlessly conforming to traditional wiping etiquette, I am boldly standing in the mirror, chugging cranberry juice, and asking, “Who decided this was the only way?”
If feminism is about reclaiming bodily autonomy, then my chronic irritation is a radical act of self-governance. Some may see my constant discomfort as a problem, but I see it as a badge of honor. A yeast-flavored battle scar in the fight against outdated traditions.
So the next time someone tells you how to wipe, ask yourself: Is this what I really want, or is this what society has conditioned me to accept? Then, throw caution to the wind, reject the norms, and maybe buy some Monistat just in case.
