A few years ago I stopped following a few Twitter users because every time they tweeted about MGM (Male Genital Mutilation) it disgusted me. It angered me that they would broadcast those messages and images. I was still clinging to a notion that what I had done was OK and a valid choice for many parents. I scoffed at those “intactivists” and convinced myself that they needed to find a new cause. In reality, those blog posts and tweets were just reminding me that I was a part of MGM. As hurtful as that term is to even type, let alone speak outloud, it is true.