Sex. Shame. STIs [A Personal Entry]

Found in my Medium drafts. Shared today, unedited, because I can — and because I want to.

Warning: it’s wordy. And, that’s part of it.

I was taught to over-explain myself. I was taught that analysing the world would make — or keep — me safe.

The world lied, but that was all I knew.

I was lucky, or at least well-practised: I became very good at it.

I’m grateful for it. I’m grateful for all I am and have been.