Why I Don’t Vaguepost When I’m Sad
Like anyone else, I hit bad patches. I get sad. Run into trouble inside my own head.
I had a particularly awful spell a little while back, brought on by some work I was doing sorting through childhood trauma. The kind of thing that’s always with me but is normally tucked away in tightly sealed boxes in some remote corner of my brain. » Read more
I remember the first time I slept with someone who actually cared about my pleasure. The way they moved their hands over my body, the way they monitored my face to see if I liked what they were doing. The way they actually even asked what I liked.
It felt good, » Read more
Stop lying your ass off in dating profiles and new relationships.
Look, I get it. When you’re trying to meet potential partners or develop a new relationship, you want to put your best face forward. You highlight your best features, smooth over your faults. It’s like a job interview for sex, love, companionship, » Read more