"When you are in a non-conventional relationship, and you love the person you are in it with, and the sex is to die for, it’s easy to lose yourself. It’s easy to confuse drowning with floating. I thought I was better than other people—my heart was stronger, my independence was stronger, my passion was stronger. My relationship was stronger because it could exist without co-dependence and without mundane domesticity. Neither of which I am good at. You dilute your thoughts and think that other people don’t understand. But really, you are the one that does not understand that you are hurting yourself. Until you do."
-The Ethical Slut Revisited: Why I Am No Longer an Ethical Slut « Love and DeathOn Sex and Sex Writing
I know this is supposed to be a sex blog and all but when I started writing here, I wasn’t having any actual sex.
At least not actual regular sex.
After awhile, I found myself a boyfriend and subsequently started having actual. regular. sex.
And then I promptly stopped writing.
I had my reasons.
Mainly, at least at first, it was because I didn’t want to put the details of my then new relationship all over the internet. I kinda wanted to keep the goings on between me and him just between me and him.
But now that’s done.
And I’m back to not having any sex.
I have my reasons.
And it would appear that now I’m also back to writing about sex.
Funny how that happens.
I suppose that when you’re having sex, you’re caught up in the whirlwind. You’re experiencing, not so much reflecting.
When things die down, turn sour, head south and finally break off entirely, then you start to reflect.
And for me, in order to reflect, I need to write.
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