The laugh, the assumption I was drunk (I wasn't), being shamed for something that felt natural and sexy.
I knew deep down I wanted and craved more in my intimate life. But I felt like I was repeatedly being told I had to keep that part of myself hidden because I was too much.
From my viewpoint men get to talk about whatever they want openly and part of everyday conversation to the point of crudeness.
I wanted to say what I wanted and didn't want, and most of all, I wanted a man who could handle all of that.
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