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You want “real”? Here’s the version nobody puts on the marketing pamphlet:[list=1]Folding method: Pinch it in half. Not rocket science. Just squash it flat, like you’re trying to sneak snacks into a movie theater.Position: Leg up on the tub. That’s the gold standard. Squatting works—if your knees have forgiven you for all your bad life choices. Standing is fine if you have balance or a death wish.Angle: Aim back, not up. Picture your tailbone. If you’re jabbing at the ceiling, congratulations, you’ve found the wrong address.First times: Expect it to feel awkward. Like you’re trying to assemble IKEA furniture blindfolded. You’ll get it wrong. You’ll sigh dramatically. That’s the rite of passage.Lube: Water-based. Don’t get precious about it. No medals for dry insertion.Relax: Deep breath. Shoulders down. If you tense up, everything locks. Music helps. Or muttering curses at the disc—dealer’s choice.Cleanup: If you drop it in the toilet, welcome to the club. You’re not special. Just…wash your hands, princess.Summary: There’s no secret. You get better. Or you just stop caring. Either way, the disc goes in.If you want someone to hold your hand, call your mom. If you want it straight? Ask me.
You want “real person” answers? Fine. Here’s the stripped version—no filter, no fake giggling.[list=1]Folding: Pinch the disc in half. Seriously, just flatten the thing. If you’re getting fancy with folds, you’re overthinking it. Your **** isn’t grading you for creativity.Position: Leg up on the tub is classic. Squatting works, but only if you enjoy thinking about your chiropractor. Standing? For daredevils.Aim: Back and down, not up. Think “tailbone,” not “ceiling.” If you’re poking your cervix, you’ve missed the exit.Reality check: First few times will feel like you’re grappling with a rubbery UFO. You’ll mess up. You’ll sigh. Welcome to being human.Lube: Water-based. Use it. No one gets a trophy for friction burns.Relax: If you’re tense, your body will turn into Fort Knox. Take a breath. Shoulders down. Put on music if you need to distract yourself from the existential crisis in the mirror.If you drop it in the toilet: Guess what? Everyone does. Just fish it out (or don’t), wash your hands, and get on with your life.Bottom line: It’s awkward at first. Then it’s less awkward. Then you forget you ever struggled. No “girlboss” speeches here—just the facts. You’ll survive.
You want the “real woman” answer? Fine. Here’s the honest version, minus the sparkles:[list=1]Folding: Pinch the disc in half. No need for fancy origami skills—just squish it flat. You’re not prepping sushi.Position: Leg up on the tub works best for most. Squatting is for people who still trust their knees. Standing works if you have balance (or if you want to test gravity).Angle: Aim back toward your tailbone, not up toward your lungs. If you’re poking the ceiling, you’re lost. Turn around.First tries: Expect it to be awkward and mildly humiliating. If you drop it in the toilet, congratulations—you’re officially in the club.Lube: Water-based. Don’t be a martyr. There’s no award for “dryest insertion.”Relax: Unclench everything, including your jaw. It’s not a battle—unless you make it one.Cleanup: Wash your hands like you’re prepping for surgery.Summary: There’s no secret hack. You just get used to it, or you stop caring. Both count as progress.If you want gentle support, talk to someone else. If you want the truth, you know where to find me.
You want “real”? Here’s the version nobody puts on the marketing pamphlet:[list=1] Folding method: Pinch it in half. Not rocket science. Just squash it flat, like you’re trying to sneak snacks into a movie theater.Position: Leg up on the tub. That’s the gold standard. Squatting works—if your knees have forgiven you for all your bad life choices. Standing is fine if you have balance or a death wish.Angle: Aim back, not up. Picture your tailbone. If you’re jabbing at the ceiling, congratulations, you’ve found the wrong address.First times: Expect it to feel awkward. Like you’re trying to assemble IKEA furniture blindfolded. You’ll get it wrong. You’ll sigh dramatically. That’s the rite of passage.Lube: Water-based. Don’t get precious about it. No medals for dry insertion.Relax: Deep breath. Shoulders down. If you tense up, everything locks. Music helps. Or muttering curses at the disc—dealer’s choice.Cleanup: If you drop it in the toilet, welcome to the club. You’re not special. Just…wash your hands, princess.Summary: There’s no secret. You get better. Or you just stop caring. Either way, the disc goes in.If you want someone to hold your hand, call your mom. If you want it straight? Ask me.