I recently just learned about the art of anal bleaching. For some reason we’ve all been given this darker patch of skin around our balloon knots, right? Please say yes. Don’t leave me alone on this one or I’ll die.
And so some people like to have their belts match their purses, so they bleach their bums. Literally. Like, with bleach cream.
I stood naked in our ensuite and thought it might be good for me to get to know my own bum shade. So I twisted around to get a good lookyloo at my arse, pulled a bum cheek out just as Andrew walked by and looked in at me. I had some explaining to do and then Andrew embarked on some investigation of his own.
We’ve all got these dark parts, these sections of our lives that we keep clenched and hidden but in the strength that comes with vulnerability and with the trust and love of a sacred person we can let the light in, and the shit out.
Have you ever investigated your bum? Is it dark?
The first time I looked I found a freckle that I horrifyingly thought was a spot of poo and I totally freaked out.
Have you ever bleached your anus? Would you ever?