Birth control and I have a sticky history.
The first (read: only) time I brought up birth control pills with my dad—in high school, years before I’d actually have sex with a male-bodied person—he responds,
“Well, you know the side effects, don’t you?”
I listed the typical suspects: weight gain, hormonal fluctuations… He cut me off.
“No. You can’t get pregnant.”
To use one of my people’s favorite expressions, Oy.