It took me literally fifteen minutes to remember how to log onto this account and ultimately reset my password, and now I don’t even know where to begin…
D____, T__, and T__2. Oh, and the military guy I hooked up with while I was in Oahu last week.
The idea of becoming an escort has crossed my mind more than once, but I don’t know if I’d be able to reap the same satisfaction from intimacy when it’s a client. And I don’t know how exactly I would go about interacting with people who have negative energy… I can only imagine how much I would have made over the past two weeks if this were indeed my career.
"Well…you have this way about you…"
"You have a light."
"You seem like the type of person people like to be around."
At the very least, I suppose I should be on Truvada. It feels more like a political statement than a necessity, sort of similar to how I felt when my two moms asked me if they should get married (after being together for 30 years). But they did ultimately get married, and well, that was that.
Embracing my sexuality has been SO GRATIFYING. I feel more whole.