The Burning Question

Lately I’ve been rather aroused. Abstinence has been my sexual outlet for longer than I care to admit, and have had little to no issues sustaining myself until now. An easy solution would be to find someone to douse out the fire, right? But seeing that’s why I put the pussy on pause in the first place, (to find out why I always ran to sex) to satiate my appetite with the like would be pretty darn counteractive.

With the “excitement” progressing I began asking myself questions, like why now? What is it that I’m searching to satisfy through sex? Annoyingly the questions only brought forth more questions, but then something strange happened. Recently I was anxiously finishing up a review for a new writing gig I was rather pumped about. Despite praising my own work I hadn’t heard back from my Editor concerning the piece – yet. I became apprehensive. What if they didn’t like it? Or worse, no longer desired my services? Immediately, just like clock work, I became aroused. I wanted to feel better, so my mind drew forth a source of pleasure that’s always appeased me. I'm sure loneliness and other seemingly low frequency emotions spark the same arousal which are sometimes satisfied by food, drugs or plushy toys – same reasoning, different bells and whistles.

After noticing this response despite several situations where a blind eye was turned, I understood, moreso, how damn important it is to enjoy the pleasure of sex with someone I’m actually in love with and wish to share my body with as an expression of that. As a young lady surviving in a "generation of not being in love and not being together" but knocking boots like we are because it doesn't appear there's much else to do, substituting sex as a way to compensate for a lack thereof somewhere in my life or psyche is not the bizness.' It will only dull the major issue for a short while before looping back around again. As for the waiting game with my Editor, I need to relax! Allowing situations to get the best of us isn't necessary because they're never actually greater than we are, so they shouldn't be given such credit. Plus it's probably not as bad as I’ve imagined, and whatever happens will be a stepping stone towards improvement. Chill B.

I’m so glad to share my self talk with you guys, you'll soon be watching more on my youtube channel so stay tuned! Meow.[#attachcrazygalsignhere]

Put the Pussy on Pause

It has to be said! Our kitty's are too damn precious to be shared with just anyone, and in this day and age such a thing is far from taboo. 

I say this from experience. Not long ago I had a miserable opinion of myself and an even more daunting perception of my body and its value, so casual sex was exactly that, casual - meaningless! That of which momentarily satisfied me, and for the most part left me feeling empty and lost. I’ll save you guys Christ’s heroic rescue upon my life and instead expand on how I was finally made aware of the value of my body, and how men recognize its significance.

As women, our kitty’s hold more power than we're able to measure and men know this, that is why they spend countless hours in pursuit of it. Give them the kitty with no qualms and you're freely abdicating your power! First things first, we must understand our value in order to properly assess who's worth our time and more importantly, our bodies.

To learn one’s worth can be uncomfortable, because it requires coming to terms with the fact that your current image of yourself may be extremely distorted. Don’t panic, that’s the hardest part! Once you’ve admitted where you truly are you can effectively begin to rebuild your self esteem, your image, confidence etc. Now you have a factual reference point to build upon, as opposed to a makeshift, idolized image of yourself which never led to the right situations in the first place. Kapeesh!

In response to your positive reassessment and evaluation of your body, now the gentlemen begin to recognize and respect you for it, (remember, men can sense how you feel about yourself, whether it’s negative or positive, they know). That doesn’t mean it’s safe to give him the cookie just yet! Whether you’re waiting till the eponymous marriage bed or not, make that dude wait! It's not impossible, and he’ll value you more because he now understands that you value you and aren't accepting anything less! Isn’t that what we want anyways?  

I have this hypothesis that men want to be made to wait. They’re eager to find the woman that will set a standard for them to follow because they understand a woman’s power and hope to settle down with someone who understands her power as well. If not she’s easily malleable and will basically fall for anything. Womp womp. I'm aware that men may not admit to this, but I'm almost certain such a reasoning exists somewhere in their subconscious! Found ya'll out.

Alright ladies, this is not an easy fete’. But it’s simply unacceptable for us to be unaware of our worth – we're just too fly for that. Start by learning and appreciating yourself without a man, and let your power do its magic by revealing to you just how phenomenal you are. Jadore'!

Comments and or questions welcomed!  Meow.



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