Again, there’s something especially empowering to me about seeing myself from my partner’s perspective. When I look down at myself, down at my body, with all of my acne and blemishes and scars, I just don’t see it. I don’t see how anyone could possibly be attracted to me. Could possibly want to touch me….
As a non-binary queer with a beard who constantly gets misgendered all the tme, it’s important to me that if I’m going to have my identity consistently misunderstood and dismissed, then at the very least I want to look and feel queer as fuck. I want to be able to catch a glimpse of myself…
Last week was a fucking rough time for body feels. For whatever reason I had slowly gotten it in my head over the past few months that I was fat and hairy and that my partners and lovers couldn’t possibly actually want to have sex with me. It was such an insidious and harmful narrative,…
As a queer person, discovering the words to describe myself and find community, acceptance, family, and affirming relationships, has been a profoundly revolutionary thing to me. Learning about queer, non-binary, and polyamorous identities has, without a doubt, set me on a path of self-love, pleasure, happiness, and growth, unlike any I’ve ever experienced before. But…
Huzzah! I did it! Getting my vasectomy has been literally years in the making, and the procedure went off without a hitch! Early last month I did a great deal of self-reflection on my life, focusing specifically on what brings me joy and fulfillment, and I came to one absolute conclusion: I fucking love the…