Skip to main content

Live & Let Love

So.. I was listening to NPR this morning (because I do that), and  there was a news story about a lesbian. She lives in Pakistan and is not planning on leaving.  She feared for her life a lot.  Not from the government but from her family and village (honor killings, etc). The story went on about how she fell in love with her best friend in high school and they had this undercover lesbian relationship until the girlfriend broke it off with her to marry a man and try to conform to the social norms. Eventually she moved on, tried to marry a man and two months in met another woman and fell in love. She divorced her husband (successfully) and now lives with her female lover in a nice apartment in Pakistan.

She doesn't fear for her life any longer, as two women living together in Pakistan isn't that uncommon. It's also very common for women to hold hands.

We should all be tolerant of those different from us.  I thought it was appropriate to update this entry on Martin Luther King Jr. Day. Dr. King spoke mostly about religious and racial freedoms, but his words can be applied to any number of things, including alternate sexual attractions and alternate sexual lifestyles.

I was also reading some old posts on swingersboard (about fisting actually) and I was shocked how close minded some of the posters were. There are a lot of strange and varied fetishes in this lifestyle. As strange and varied as the people that make it up. If someone's talking about a fetish that makes you uncomfortable, just kindly let them know. If it's something you want to try, then go easy and take your time.  Don't freak out unnecessarily, it's rude. Keep an open mind y'all.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

The deep end

Warning: edge play of all varieties mentioned. If it isn't your thing, i'd suggest turning back now. I think it's time i've accepted a few labels for myself; masochist, edge player, sick-fuck. Sexual guilt is actually something i've never dealt with before. I've always been very "on my own terms." I lost my virginity at 17 to a boy i really loved because we decided it was a good time for us (he was a virgin too, and a year younger than me). It was a good experience and we were together for a long time but i knew it wouldn't be forever. We're still friends to this day, he's pretty cool. I went through a "slut phase" in college because i felt like it and wanted to. My sexual partners (at the time) were all really cool about it. I had my first MFM threesome and OTHER people were so mad! How dare i let them take advantage of me! ...Excuse me? It was my fucking idea. We were sitting in a hot tub, chilling out (we may have been dr...

How You Can Help: some suggestions to make a difference in light of what has been going on in the scene.

*Note this was originally written January 2018, and was based on writings on fetlife.com at the time. *  How you can help instead of harm. A few key points to countering abuse, shitty behavior and making the scene (and the world) a better place. Discussions, writings upon writings upon writings on K&P, tears, heartfelt conversations, getting anxious on twitter (that last one is me), but what can we do to attempt to make improvements? Call out your friends. It doesn’t have to be publicly and it doesn’t have to be loudly. But if you see your friend do something shitty, or say something then. Something as simple as “Wow, that was shitty, why would you say that?” or “That wasn’t nice, you shouldn’t say that or do that to someone.” Will go a long way. It allows the group of people you’re in to also feel compelled to speak up. The bystander effect is real. When I started calling out the behavior of my relatives at holiday gatherings, shit got a lot better for everyone. And it ...

DOSC21: On Coyotes, Collars and Camp.

 Yes this is a camp writing, just bear with me.  I haven’t tagged people because I haven’t gotten permission, so if you ID yourselves or want me to specify you, let me know and I will include you <3  [ **Content warning: loss/loneliness/grief/depression]** --- I keep no secrets on my identifier as a coyote. Something that has started to make more and more sense as time passes. I’ve been using a coyote or coyote hybrid as a personal character of mine for at least 15 years, probably a lot longer if I actually go do the math. Originally, I picked Coyote as my inner creature because I didn’t feel powerful or magestic enough to be a wolf or other distinguished canine. I knew I wasn’t meant to be a dog, domesticated and immersed in service and obedience. A coyote always seemed to fit. Not a large and powerful predator, but a predator all the same. Adaptable and curious, and a spectacular example of duality. Coyote mythos shows a creature who learns lesson after lesson at the...