First off I would like to tell you just how badly you hurt me. I know you probably won't care because by now you're either balls deep in your new hoe (assuming you can get it up and keep it up) or you're playing one of your stupid mind numbing video games or you're cruising some social media site searching for your next victim or you're too busy trying to figure out how to wrap yourself even tighter around your mother's finger. Either way I'm still going to tell you because for once I don't give a fuck about your happiness, your comfort or your anything. Nope. From this day forward I'm living for ME.
We live in a society where women wear rape whistles and children are sold into slavery and raped for some sickos' pleasure. You can very well put this aside and say "Well, that's not happening to me or here. It has nothing to do with me." Well, let me ask you, how much porn do you watch? How much erotica do you read? How many nude photos do you look at? And how often do you masturbate to any of these?
At the risk of making myself sound like quite the prude, I want to take a more holistic and spiritual view of sex. I feel like sexual expression is in need of a dramatic transformation within our society and I want to relate some of my experience in talking to clients and friends about what makes us tick in the lovemaking department.
After being contacted this morning by a fellow Twitter warrior; I felt it necessary to write this piece. He like myself has a "cause", his being that person who brings awareness to Herpes and the fact that it is so widespread and somewhat common these days, but no one wants to talk about it. Of course, he was feeling discouraged and perhaps knew intuitively that I might be someone he could share his angst with. He was right.
"I know it's been a hard few days, but hopefully it gets easier from here." Kaylee said, smiling at Love as she helped her lug her luggage into Kaylee's house.
I've never been much for the dating scene. Well, that is to say, I never really dated. Since I was about 15 I've had one long-term boyfriend or another pretty much straight through, with maybe a month of downtime in between each of them. I'm not really one who struggles with commitment, but rather one who struggles to stay uncommitted.
Abstinence is an incredibly hot topic in the sex ed community, especially in regards to whether if it is or is not a proper teaching method. I went to a high school where we had a health class that focused almost entirely on abstinence education. We wereessentially just told to never have sex. They told us terror stories of abortions as a scare tactic but never talked about the practical uses of condoms. We were taught about sexually transmitted infections but not for the purpose of education but to scare us away from having sexual intercourse.
Sin just isn't what it used to be. Ever since the I'm-okay-you're-okay mentality settled on us like a mist of molasses a while back, the fun's gone out of it. Practically no one worries about hellfire and damnation anymore.
I grew up in the 70's and 80's in an Italian Catholic home with parents who never talked about S-E-X. The topic, never brought up intentionally but sometimes penetrating the impervious genetically inbuilt "wall of shame" via the television, was met with complete denial. I never brought it up either. I think I was born into the family with the avoidance gene already firmly expressed.
It's almost one year since Jonathon Conte committed suicide.