I keep having the same dream over and over again. I’m with a man in bed, half asleep. He rolls over and holds me from behind, his stubble brushing against the back of my neck. He puts his arm around me, elbow nestling into my waist, hand pressed just between my breasts. He gets half-hard in his briefs and I turn around and drape my leg over the gentle part of his hips.
This resonates so much, there is so much pressure in patriarchal culture to "become" what is expected. There is no space just to be and listen to yourself and what your heart wants. Parents and particular mother love bonds become conditional if you don't fulfill the role assigned for you. Treat yourself tenderly and with love.
God I love you so much! Thanks for sharing these thoughts. I really relate to the Christian upbringing... and the exhibitionism of my own disgusting thoughts ;-) Thank you thank you thank you <3
Bad people so exist, but you are definitively not one of them. I am straight, but understand completely the “pride” thing. Be yourself, we love you!!!
This resonates so much, there is so much pressure in patriarchal culture to "become" what is expected. There is no space just to be and listen to yourself and what your heart wants. Parents and particular mother love bonds become conditional if you don't fulfill the role assigned for you. Treat yourself tenderly and with love.
God I love you so much! Thanks for sharing these thoughts. I really relate to the Christian upbringing... and the exhibitionism of my own disgusting thoughts ;-) Thank you thank you thank you <3