Valentine's Day: A Sex-Postive Advocate's Worst Nightmare?

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alentine’s Day is one of those holidays that attracts as much controversy as it does celebration. Every year, people take sides in the great debate about the usefulness of a holiday whose only purpose is to celebrate romantic love with gifts, flowers and candy.

The obligation of celebration — or the amplification of exclusion for people who don’t have someone(s) to celebrate with — tells us a lot about who we are as a society and what we value. Is Valentine’s Day just harmless gift giving and extra appreciation for those we care about, or is it an indicator of our outdated views on love, sex, and romance? Can someone be sex-positive and still celebrate Valentine’s Day?

It’s hard to discuss Valentine’s Day without acknowledging the hierarchy of relationships that exist in society. Valentine’s Day celebrates straight, monogamous, romantic love, and it always has. That’s because in our society, straight relationships are valued more than queer ones, monogamy is valued more than polyamory, and romantic love is positioned as more important than other kinds of love. It’s not like there are billion-dollar annual holidays celebrating friendships, parent-child relationships or other kinds of relationships. Where they do exist, they’re dwarfed by the scale of Valentine’s Day. Monogamy is so common in our society that I’m sure my use of (s) in the context of special someone(s) above threw some of you off. As a note, I will use it at other points in this piece and do my best to remain neutral when it comes to discussing gender and number of romantic partners.

I think there are major issues with the way that Valentine’s Day is marketed and celebrated in our society. I don’t think it’s inherently bad to celebrate romantic love or its role in our world. With creative reframing, there are ways that Valentine’s Day can be beneficial to personal relationships and society at large. But in order to comprehend the phenomenon Valentine’s Day has become, we first have to to understand its roots.

The true origins of Valentine’s Day are not clear. What we do know is that the holiday most likely evolved from the Roman feast of Lupercalia, which took place between February 13th and 15th every year. During this time, priests of the Luperci order would sacrifice a goat and a dog for purification and fertility, strip their hides, dip them in sacrificial blood, and then run through the city slapping women with the bloody hides. The sacrificial blood was believed to make the women more fertile. The next portion of the celebration was for all of the young women to put their names in a big jar, and the single men of the area would draw names. The woman whose name they picked would be their boo for the rest of the year (and maybe forever if they liked each other enough).

In the 3rd century, Emperor Claudius II executed two different men named Valentine — both on February 14th of different years — and their martyrdom was honored by the Catholic Church: St. Valentine’s Day. It gets more complicated in the 5th century when Pope Gelasius combined St. Valentine’s Day and Lupercalia to undermine the paganism of the celebration. Through the centuries, the holiday gained popularity and eventually found its way to the United States. The industrial revolution spurred the creation of factory-made greeting cards in the 1800s, and Hallmark made the first mass-produced Valentines in 1913, the birth of the billion-dollar holiday we know today.

If Valentine’s Day is the descendant of a festival where women would embrace their fertility and potentially find a partner to spend their lives with, then the focus on sex, romance, and love is just continuing the tradition. But the modern world sees these concepts differently than our ancestors.

Reckoning with what Valentine’s Day was, could be, or should be is what creates conflict for so many people and gives it such a bad rep. Reevaluating our personal thinking around just two pieces of the Valentine’s Day puzzle can lead to major social shifts that completely change how we celebrate the day.

On Valentine’s Day, the pressure is on to give your loved one(s) the most expensive jewelry, the biggest bouquet of flowers, the fanciest chocolates. Companies that sell these items spend millions on marketing campaigns designed to convince people that their special someone(s) is/are worth the expense, and that expense translates directly to love.

The assumption that a romantic relationship is stronger because people spend more money on each other is flawed. In fact, the opposite might be true: the amount of money spent on an engagement ring and wedding ceremony is inversely correlated with marriage duration. In layman’s terms, couples who spend more on engagement rings and their wedding ceremony are more likely to get divorced. Spending a lot of money on a ring and a wedding isn’t a direct cause of divorce, but can contribute to marital stress.

Last week, I asked some of my friends about their their feelings towards Valentine’s Day. Some are single, some are in relationships, and some are just dating casually. All of them said that they felt the pressure to give gifts even if they haven’t been with the person very long, didn’t want to, or didn’t care about receiving gifts themselves. The knowledge that their partner’s feelings might be hurt is enough to motivate them into buying something.

How I want my house to look after Valentine's Day.

How I want my house to look after Valentine's Day.

Not simple gifts either, but extravagant ones that are instagram-worthy and will invoke jealousy in other people. One of my friends remarked that it can make the whole gesture of giving a gift feel empty because it’s being done out of a sense of obligation or to prove something to others. Removing this pressure within your relationship can be as simple as opening the lines of communication. Talk to your partner(s) about the expectations of gift giving on Valentine’s Day and be honest about your own feelings — it’s not helpful to anyone to keep up the charade if it’s not what you want.

But before you even broach the conversation with someone else, start undoing these expectations within yourself. I’ll share some personal perspective. My 5th anniversary with my partner is February 15th of this year, and I’ll admit that I had a twinge of disappointment when we agreed to forgo giving gifts for Valentine’s Day and our anniversary in order to save money for a trip to Hawaii this summer. I know that our relationship is valid without the expensive gifts, and saving money will pay off in the long run, but I already know I’m going to have to avoid social media on the 14th because I’ll feel left out. Even though I know I shouldn’t base the value of my relationship on how much I can show off on the internet, I’ll feel left out.

Even for those who are able to curb the desire to participate in gift-giving oneupmanship, the expectation of sex that comes with gift-giving adds an additional layer of pressure to celebrating Valentine’s Day. For women (and other marginalized genders) in particular, the idea of having sex as “thanks” for someone who has given you something is unfortunately normalized. If we believe that one of the core tenets of sex-positivity is consent, then I cannot in good conscience encourage people to buy gifts or shower others with affection on Valentine’s Day if it means expecting sex in return. That does not establish a healthy or completely-consensual sexual experience.

I’m NOT advocating for abstinent Valentine’s Day celebrations. But reconsidering the role of sex in your celebration might avoid undue pressure or crossed wires when it’s time to get down to business. Consider having sex or fooling around before going to dinner or whatever you do to celebrate. That way, everyone has gotten what they want AND it’ll prevent disappointment later if someone eats too much at dinner or gorges themselves on candy and isn’t feeling well afterward.

If the mood strikes again, by all means go for it — this concept is just an insurance policy in case “later” never comes for some reason or another. Feeling pressured to try something new in the bedroom since it’s a special occasion? Don’t do it if you’re not ready! Go at your own pace, regardless of what the calendar says.

Despite my issues with the way Valentine’s Day is celebrated, I don’t think it’s as insidious as some people make it out to be. The worst parts of celebrating Valentine’s Day can easily be turned into positives with reframing and creative thinking. For those in long-term relationships, Valentine’s Day can be a litmus test for your relationship and show you shortcomings in communication or misplaced priorities. For those in newer relationships or ‘situationships,’ Valentine’s Day can reveal things about your relationship that might not have made themselves evident for a while. For everyone, Valentine’s Day can help you get a good sense of what that special person (or people) values in your relationship, and whether that bodes well for your future.

No amount of disruption can change Valentine’s Day’s position as a capitalist behemoth — for the time being. Instead of digging in our heels and railing against people who want the gifts, jewelry, and candy, turn the lens inward. Use it as a day to share fantasies with your partner, try something new in the bedroom, or recommit to each other! If you don’t have a traditional, heteronormative partner, celebrate the other loves in your life.

Celebrating love on Valentine’s Day doesn’t have to mean embracing capitalist expectations. Finding a way to make the day work for you and your special someone(s) is valid. At the same time, you’re not a heartless monster for treating it as any other day. Sex positivity is about choice, and doing what is best for you and your partner(s) is the most romantic way to celebrate every day.

When Birth Control Doesn't Make You Feel Liberated Part 2: New Beginnings

This post is part 2 in a series about my experiences with birth control. Part 1 is here.

Note: about halfway down the page, there is an image of a rash I had for educational purposes. There is no blood or other body fluids present in the image.

The first few weeks with my Nexplanon were fine, and I was excited to have birth control I wouldn't have to worry about for a few years. I dealt with the side effects as they came: cramping, bleeding, skin changes, weight gain, and mood swings, because they initially subsided. They all came back eventually, but I'll get to that in a second. The worst of them all was this lingering arm pain where the implant was inserted, like it was rubbing against (and tearing) my bicep muscle. It was a sharp pain, and I'd only feel it when I extended my arm a certain way or someone grabbed that area, about 3 inches above my left elbow. I thought it would go away once I got the implant out, but it's still there about 8 months later even though I only feel it when I extend my arm.

The final straw for me, however, came in October of 2016, about 8 months after I had gotten the implant. I started spotting, which was normal for a few days each month since I didn't have an actual period. But the flow got heavier and didn't stop for MONTHS. It didn't stop until well after New Years. I know part of the risk of hormonal birth control is that it'll throw your body out of whack but that was ridiculous.

In retrospect, I'm not sure why I didn't let my doctor know what was happening. I think I convinced myself that it would end soon enough, and that at most all the doctor would do is recommend that I take it out which I didn't want to do at that time. It didn't help that my doctor was in Baton Rouge and I lived in New Orleans for school; she was always booked out for months and appointments almost never worked during the semester because I had class. 

Worst of all, I just wasn't feeling good. I felt so uncomfortable all the time because all of the side effects I was experiencing were out of my control. Acne, weight gain, 3 months of bleeding nonstop, depression, and body pain are all things I don't consider inherently bad, but knowing that there was a cause behind it all and I couldn't do anything about it frustrated me to no end because I felt powerless in my own body.

Part of my shingles rash on the left side of my torso. There was a matching rash on my other side and along my back.

Part of my shingles rash on the left side of my torso. There was a matching rash on my other side and along my back.

I'm a relatively healthy person, but I had a lot of health issues come up during my time on Nexplanon. I can't explicitly say that they were caused by the implant, but it's worth pointing out. First, I got shingles in October 2016. Shingles is caused by a reactivation of the chicken pox virus because your immune system is somehow compromised. It causes a painful rash on your body and sometimes your face. It hurt to move for the better part of a week, and the doctor didn't even diagnose it at first because shingles doesn't happen too often in young people who don't have weak immune systems. They originally thought it was an allergic reaction to detergent or something, but it didn't go away.

A few months later, I had a bronchitis induced asthma attack on Christmas Eve 2016 that landed me in the ER. Before this, I hadn't had issues with my asthma since middle school. I decided shortly after the terror of those months at the end of 2016 that this wasn't working out, and I was going to go back to my doctor to get the implant taken out. 

That leads us to the conversation in my doctor's office from Part 1 where she's trying to talk me into getting on another kind of birth control. I was completely over altering my body with hormones at that point, and she ultimately respected my decision. But the whole experience left me with a bad taste in my mouth. At this point, I don't see myself using any form of hormonal prescription birth control in the near future. I might give the copper IUD a shot if I ever feel like I need to use something long term. 

I'm willing to deal with the symptoms of my PCOS, even if it means a potential cyst rupture because I feel like the issues that come with taking birth control for the rest of my reproductive life might be worse. The medical field's lack of attention toward "female" reproductive care (especially for poor people and people of color) means that a lot of these problems may not come to light until irreversible damage has been done, despite the increased attention and changing attitudes toward birth control.

Protest sign at a 2016 demonstration for the Zubik v. Burwell case, which challenged the Supreme Court's ruling that the government would step in to cover birth control for employees of religious organizations who opted not to cover it for religious…

Protest sign at a 2016 demonstration for the Zubik v. Burwell case, which challenged the Supreme Court's ruling that the government would step in to cover birth control for employees of religious organizations who opted not to cover it for religious reasons.

Photo courtesy of Elite Daily

I feel like we've been in a cultural moment with prescription contraception for at least the last few years. Thanks to the Affordable Care Act (for now), the accessibility of contraceptive options has skyrocketed since so many people can get them for free or at a significantly reduced cost. For people who aren't interested in getting pregnant, it just makes sense to take advantage of it. However, there are plenty of people, lawmakers and judges included, who oppose contraception mostly on moral/religious grounds and seek to reduce access through direct and indirect legislation. This has prompted protests and demonstrations throughout the years by those who want to protect access to contraception.

This puts people like me in a weird spot. This is slightly hyperbolic but it seems like I'm forced to pick a side. Either you're completely on board with more access to contraception, or you're a puritanical jerk who wants to control people's bodies. I think there's a middle ground that gets lost. I think it's possible to support access to birth control for people who want it or need it while acknowledging like any form of medicine, it's not above critique.

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When Birth Control Doesn't Make You Feel Liberated Part 1: The End

Note: for the purposes of this series, I will be using the terms prescription birth control and contraception interchangeably to refer to birth control options that can't be bought over the counter like condoms and emergency contraception like Plan B. Here is an amazing resource and birth control overview, complete with historical information!

"Are you sure you're not interested in anything else?"

A phrase normally reserved for pushy servers at restaurants came out my gynecologist's mouth half skeptical and half concerned. It had that kind of tone moms use when they want you to reconsider your decision because they think it's a terrible mistake but won't say that directly. 

It was late April 2017. I was less than a month away from college graduation and the terror of the unknown that would follow. We were discussing birth control, and I can understand why she wanted me to take a second look at the metaphorical menu before handing it back. She had just removed the Nexplanon arm implant I'd had for a little over a year. Nexplanon (also known as Implanon) is a type of LARC, Long Acting Reversible Contraceptive. IUDs, the shot, and the ring fall into this category even though the latter two options aren't as long term as IUDs or the implant. LARCs are any kind of birth control that don't require daily maintenance like the pill but aren't permanent like tubal ligation (getting your tubes tied). The Nexplanon is supposed to be replaced every 3 years, but there are some IUDs that can last up to 10 or more. 

Since this chart was created, Liletta, a new IUD, has gained FDA approval and entered the market. It lasts for up to 3 years. Chart by Kirsten Thompson in partnership with bedsider.org and the Bixby Center for Global Reproductive Health.

Since this chart was created, Liletta, a new IUD, has gained FDA approval and entered the market. It lasts for up to 3 years. Chart by Kirsten Thompson in partnership with bedsider.org and the Bixby Center for Global Reproductive Health.

 

In my doctor's eyes, it was fine that I didn't want the Nexplanon anymore, but my refusal to start another kind of hormonal birth control gave her pause. Given my age, in her eyes I should want to take advantage of all my options to prevent pregnancy. But before we get to why I didn't want hormonal birth control anymore, I have to explain how I got here in the first place. 

I first got the Nexplanon in February 2016, after the most stressful college semester I'd experienced up to that point. I had been on the pill since I was 16, first recommended to me after an ovarian cyst ruptured and I learned I had PCOS, polycystic ovarian syndrome. PCOS is an endocrine system disorder that results from too many androgens, or "male" hormones. These excess androgens can cause symptoms like excess hair growth and acne. For people with PCOS the egg that is supposed to release every month during ovulation just doesn't, creating a fluid filled cyst on the ovary. This happens so frequently there will be multiple cysts on each ovary (hence the poly in polycystic). 

Sometimes, these cysts continue to grow until they rupture or require surgery to remove. For me, I thought I was just having really bad period cramps but they didn't stop. The doctor originally thought it was appendicitis until I got an ultrasound. I was in so much pain that I felt it on the strongest dose of Percocet I could be prescribed. It's one of the top causes of infertility because people with PCOS don't ovulate frequently and hormone imbalances can cause miscarriages. Unfortunately, there is no cure because the cause isn't known. It's linked to genetics and environment, but nothing definite.

Because I was so afraid of another cyst rupture, I took the pill every day for almost 5 years straight. It wasn't until the end of the first semester of my Junior year in 2015 that my schedule got so out of whack I started missing pills for days on end. By this point IUDs had exploded in popularity in my friend group, and I was willing to give something more long term a shot. My rationale was that my schedule wasn't suddenly going to lighten up so I should be proactive.

The idea of an IUD still freaks me out because of the potential for uterine perforation (literally the IUD poking through your uterus), so I researched other options. That's when I came across the Nexplanon arm implant. It's a matchstick sized device that your doctor puts into your inner upper arm just underneath the skin and releases hormones that prevent ovulation, thicken cervical mucus to make it harder for sperm to travel, and change the lining of the uterus so it's harder for a fertilized egg to stick. With my health insurance, it was free (#ThanksObama) so I made the appointment.

The actual insertion process was easy and relatively painless. My gyno gave me a shot of lidocaine to numb the area on my left bicep, put the implant into a little tube, slid it into my arm, pulled the tube out, and that was it. It took about 2 minutes from numbing to getting the bandage put on. I was so happy I wouldn't have to worry about remembering to get my pills or taking them anymore. Things were good, until they weren't. If I'm being honest, I think I remember my time with the Nexplanon as more hassle-free than it actually was. There's a prevailing unspoken attitude among people invested in protecting access to contraceptives that the benefits outweigh potential negatives so we should just sweep those under the rug. I'm being only slightly hyperbolic.

Read more about my Nexplanon experience and what led me away from hormonal birth control in part 2. 

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