Hello Ladies and Dudes,
I’ve come out a few times. When I was twenty-one I came out as a lesbian to my parents (my friends knew when I was fifteen). When I was twenty-three (a month shy of twenty-four) I announced I was dating a man. That was a huge shift for me. Mentally, I was prepared for a very different future: One that involved a woman and seventeen cats.
For the last four years I’ve known that there was a part of me that wasn’t being fulfilled. I was having great sex with my partner, even if at times I wished for something more. It wasn’t until a year into that relationship I realized, regardless of our differences outside the bedroom, our differences in bed mattered just as much. It’s not about having good sex or bad sex. It’s not even about good versus bad, in general.
It’s about feeling at peace, whether you’re naked or not. It’s about knowing yourself. I’m still on my journey. I’m well aware of the consequences to putting my personal information on the internet. I understand many fear losing their jobs (yes, kink CAN GET YOU FIRED). I’m happy to share my stories because it might actually help someone (including myself).