I belong nowhere. I am not straight. I am not gay. This poses an issue in the LGBTQ community. The gays sneer at me like a wannabe and the straights have branded me, traitor. I turn to the trans since they seem to be the only ones who understand my struggle. Clawing at the surface, I dig deeper to discover who I am. I do not know. At a loss for words, I sit here…
Home is a sanctuary. A place of peace or so the saying goes. But what about if your home is combative? and yes, somewhat abusive? Where do you go? What do you do? Now I am not saying my home is abusive per se, at least not physically, however, mental, emotional and disrespect has a way of slowly creeping in settling into your bones then eats at you like cancer. You are dying little by…
My wife and I try to have date nights. Sounds simple enough. Every couple should have date nights to break away from the mundane. We spend so much time at work, household chores, and family obligations we tend to forget each other. The last thing on our mind at bedtime is romance. Falling facedown into our pillow we manage a mumbled ” I love you” before the chorus of snores echo the room. However, on…
Anyone that withholds the right from a mother to bury their child is a real piece of shit. You Suck!! Let me provide the scenerio- A gentleman passes away suddenly, unexpectedly. Quite the shock to everyone. This gentleman was married however separated. He had personal issues but the final straw was when his “wife” decided to spread her joy for another man. I do admit the marriage was NOT perfect and both parties are guilty.…
Being married to a woman is far more difficult than being married to a man. I know because I have experienced both. Men are easier to manipulate. Their thinking is linear and goal oriented- straightforward ( excuse the pun). I never had to worry of hidden agendas, mistaken interpretations, or any of the emotional baggage that usually corrupts the ever flowing ease of any relationship. It makes sense women are emotional creatures. I have spent…
I always get a kick when I talk to people about experiencing a “lesbian” act. What the fuck is a “lesbian” act? Does gender determine it or the act? Must be the gender because a man eating pussy is just that eating pussy. However, when a woman eats pussy it is a “lesbian act”. What the fuck ever! eating pussy is just that …. eating pussy. Last week among a group of friends we all…
Death is my friend, grudgingly. No introductions are needed. The courtship started when I was child with the death of my father. Taunting me, she shows herself as if to remind me that I am not worthy of it. We see death as an ending, as the final chapter in someones life. In fact, it is quite the opposite. The hospital was cold, sterile, and quiet. The front doors opened in a swooshing automatic way…
I did not create this reality, you did; everyone did but surely not me. There is no way I would have purposely created THIS for myself. I struggle daily trying to find my place in the world. I envy anyone who is so set in their convictions. They embrace it yet I refuse mine. I live between reality and the awareness of my fucked up existence. I stare at people and think ‘ this is…
What am I child? I have yet to explore this world of spanking so maybe I should try it. However, the idea of my partner smacking my rear does not seem appealing. I sat down with my partner watching an old movie “Exit to Eden”. The movie is funny but it does strike a nerve. I began to question if I would enjoying spanking or just the whole world of S&M? Then of course we…
As I sit here watching reruns of TV sitcoms, I start to reminisce about how life seemed simpler. We lived in the moment and things just seemed uncomplicated. I remember hopping on my bike pedaling to the local convenient store to grab my mom a pack of smokes. I was fourteen. It was no big deal and by doing these errands it did not encourage me to smoke. I really gave no thought to it.…