You’re taught shame from an early age; ‘nice girls don’t’ but ‘boys will be boys’. Your chest starts to swell so you wear baggy t-shirts and cross your arms so that no-one notices. Large breasts, you’ve been led to believe,…
A fun and educational evening of hitty things
My subconscious frequently horrifies me. I dream luridly and in colour, always in the first person. Sometimes I’m not me but a complete stranger, a fictional character invented and given temporary existence only in the world within my skull. That’s…
Some thoughts on consent in BDSM and sexual relationships
How I learned to appreciate my body; the sexy selfie
Thoughts on my Smut Marathon experience so far, as the rankings phase closes and the knockout phase begins…
It’s not all filth and fantasy round here – there’s room for gratitude and self-reflection too.
Unwanted pain vs pleasure pain, what’s the difference to me?
The phrase “involuntarily celibate” has great resonance for me. For a while in my life, I was celibate, and not by choice
“Incel stands for ‘involuntarily celibate’ which basically means “someone who isn’t getting laid because other people are denying them’ with the implication that those people shouldn’t be allowed to refuse. The idea that there should be equal distribution of sexual activity between all people seems very ‘Brave New World’ to me; and not in a good way but setting the entitlement issues aside; the phrase “involuntarily celibate” has great resonance for me. For a while in my life, I was celibate, and not by choice. I was in a long-term relationship with a man I loved very much. He was kind, intelligent, funny, handsome, independent, quirky and a completely fucking awesome cook. He adored me and showed it in many many ways. Except the one I wanted most.
What does feminism mean? What does it mean to be a feminist?