I found out, years later, that a guy friend told our other guy friends that we had slept together. I never even held his hand. The guys believed him. It still grosses me out. LOL. xo
Boys are so daft... when they do something like that, I feel complete license to publicly issue them micro-penises and fabricate the most horrific retelling of their so-called amorous adventures... so that they're finally shamed into admitting the truth. I'm terrible... But I've also been on the other side... after my accident where a man didn't want to be seen out with me because he was ashamed or felt the need to explain and that taught me very quickly I didn't need to be that secret either. Lol, xo
Thank you!!! I am still a word salad from too much travel. Sometimes... I see obeying and accepting defeat in advance as a curious form of self-protection amid other people's ruses but feel like there is a profound cost in masking. It's exhausting business :)
I don't think I've ever been someone's secret. Something may come out after I've moved on from this life. But I've held secrets.
I found out, years later, that a guy friend told our other guy friends that we had slept together. I never even held his hand. The guys believed him. It still grosses me out. LOL. xo
Boys are so daft... when they do something like that, I feel complete license to publicly issue them micro-penises and fabricate the most horrific retelling of their so-called amorous adventures... so that they're finally shamed into admitting the truth. I'm terrible... But I've also been on the other side... after my accident where a man didn't want to be seen out with me because he was ashamed or felt the need to explain and that taught me very quickly I didn't need to be that secret either. Lol, xo
How many of us are our own secrets, repressing some fundamental deep-seated truth from ourselves and all of humanity? And at what cost?
Is this necessary in order to be part of someone else's ruse?
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Thank you!!! I am still a word salad from too much travel. Sometimes... I see obeying and accepting defeat in advance as a curious form of self-protection amid other people's ruses but feel like there is a profound cost in masking. It's exhausting business :)
Only my hubby knows. And sometimes I think he knows me better than me.
Everyone needs a J in their lives. xo