Isn’t it the biggest irony? They blame men on everything, but I’ve never had any issues with any man or their attitude about my sexuality; I have never been disrespected for it – by men – even if they weren’t into my thing. They’d excuse themselves and say they’re quite traditional in comparison, or that that’s not really their thing, but they would not disrespect me, or question my choices – or mansplain to me how I should think about men or sex – at least to the numbers that I could remember – nor have I seen such stuff in public media written or spoken by men.
The people with issues with my sexuality – heterosexuality as a woman and polyandrous at that – are women. Friends, relatives, and total strangers. THEY do not like it when “female sexuality” doesn’t equal to closet lesbianism, bisexuality, or out-lesbianism.
It’s 2024!!!!!! I guess I should be happy they don’t lock me up in mental institutions anymore, lobotomize me, or burn me at the stake, so I guess that’s progress.
I don’t worry about what MEN might do as a result of this website.
When I write this site, my constant fear is not what men might say or do as a result. My ONLY worry is what women will do. Will they join my website just to find ways to tear me down, to humiliate me, thriving to tell me I’m worthless, wrong, “giving men ideas,” stupid, because “I don’t understand” that pictures like this or texts like this might make men “sexualize” me… As if it wasn’t the whole fucking point of this.
As if “being sexualized” was something I fear or should fear… And couldn’t possibly be more than a desperate attempt to get a man’s attention long enough for him to fall in pitying love with me (“oh that poor girl needs to be rescued and made into someone’s honest wife”) or a result of daddy issues or some other mental disorder.
I fear women disrespecting my request to NOT read my blog, to keep a distance so that I can enjoy my sexuality in peace with the people I find sexually arousing or at least not interruptive of it. I find it difficult to relax and write, because I feel women’s NEED to intervene, and to educate me on my own sexuality at the age of 50… Womansplaining to a woman about what it is to be born a woman as if I didn’t have more experience on it than about half of them bitches.
And women, thinking my sexuality is a matter of a discussion or conversation as if it would change with a conversation. I can help you understand it, yes, but not change it, but you don’t need to log in for that.
What is a woman doing here, anyway?
SNOOPING. That is what. Looking for gossip, if she’s not a feminist.
I have to say, I have ACTUAL SEXUAL FANTASIES about THE ABSENCE OF WOMEN!! Like have you heard of anything of the like? I don’t fantasise about them being dead or anything, just the absence of them. A sexual fantasy involving the simple fact there is no women within hearing distance, just me and a room full of men. That I could scream at the top of my lungs, and have no woman rush in and spoil the fun.
What absolute joy.
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