Listen to this post: Last week I had a mini-epiphany. Not a big one like when I realized that I, too, would one day become a sixteen-year-old. Yes, I clearly remember realizing that. Or when I decided to dedicate my life to sex, at least writing about it and making …
Trigger warning: This post deals with topics of abuse, gaslighting and the death of a person by suicide. Hindsight and Regrets I hate this topic. From an early age, I avoided looking at my mistakes and at things that went wrong in my life. I knew it would drive me …
Recently I’ve made a striking discovery: listening to music from the nineties makes me feel good. I was both shocked and hurt this music had this effect on me. I mean, nostalgia is something old people have, right? Longing back to the 50s and 60s, the good times that will …
Tell Me Something True Mind or Body Question If you were able to live to the age of 90 and retain either the mind or body of a 30-year old for the last 60 years of your life, which would you choose, and why? I would choose the body, but …
I wish I was impulsive. I used to be more impulsive than I am today. Actually, I’m the complete opposite of impulsive. I have a routine and stick to it with minutious detail. Every day in precisely the same order, my husband and I do the same things. Healthy or …
Not For Me, or Is It? Before my first NaNoWriMo, I had heard about it. I never really looked into how it worked. I thought it was a weird competition I didn’t want to enter. In 2018 some planned writing assignments fell away when I again came across this phenomenon. …
Sports Are Not For Me I am a strong person. Strong-willed, that is, and I have a sharp mind. I am quite set in my ways, and I always have an opinion. This is an excellent trait to have, but not when it’s working against you. You see, my mind …
I’m Busy I’m not a people-person. It’s gotten worse over the years, especially now that it combines with social anxiety. As a child, I wasn’t the most sociable person, either. I remember while reading, a friend would come by, asking if I wanted to play outside, and I asked my …
Not a Nimble Elf, but a Hippo in a Tutu Last year I had an interview by phone with a marketer who wanted to ask me some questions about sex toys. Being a sex toy reviewer and sex blogger, I was willing to help. One of the questions she asked …
Rather Not I dislike eating. If I never had to eat again, but could still live, of course, then I would be one happy woman. Every meal is something of a struggle. I eat three times a day, I never miss a meal, but I don’t think it’s pleasant. It …
