Imperfect and proud of it. What about you? If self-help books make you exhausted, those telling you how to be and how to get the best of you and 100 thousand things that cannot make any sense, BUT you love to dive into the depths and go beyond topics as how to be a woman, this book has your name on it. You’ll find the keys and dynamics to live gladly and with no shame at all. The guilt and fears of the “what they say” will melt in brutal honesty and the soft caress for each one of the words in this book. This book is not a guide to be neither the perfect woman nor a messianic self-help book. It is a collection of imperfect and fresh writings, felt from a woman’s body with its lights and shadows and without a bit of shame. Letters from my own room is a collection of fresh, reflective, dynamic, despicable-tender texts and most of all practical on what a cyclic woman (or menstruator) is supposed to be in this society, change-repellent and also repellent to all that smells like pleasure and taste as being yourself. Topics are varied. Have a bite: - Undoing femininity. What it is and what they have told us about it - Women contradictions and their happy hormones - Our body and our pleasures - Self-love or how to masturbate without feeling disturbed - The power of the ugly and bad woman - The negative in relationships between women - My tits (and my neighbour’s) - The relationship with your mother… to be reviewed! - Menstruation and how cool is to menstruate (although we have learned that is not cool at all) And much, much more. Pages and pages to enjoy, reflect, laugh, cry and send whoever interrupts you to go and fly a kite.
