I have been a huge fan of this self - acclaimed rock and roll nerd since I was about 15. Although I admit now that I was too young to understand some of the finer nuances of this man's ridiculous, but brilliant brain, I never lost interest in his work.
TW: Abuse, PTSD, Anxiety and Toxic Relationships
Recently I've been finding it harder to deal with my own internal monologue and that may be due to the lockdowns Britain keeps getting put into. Although I wrote it at a time when I felt unsafe and scared (and I still feel like that at times) I think we could all learn a lesson from it.
First of all, let me begin by telling you I was 16 when I got interested in B.D.S.M. I was in my first year at college in the U.K and I won't lie to you, I was uneducated and shouldn't have been playing with things like breathing. Yes, it was fun and no, I didn't do any lasting damage but that's not the point. The point is, one mistake could've killed me.