Loneliness

Writing a sex blog as a dominant man can be lonely. Sure, I have lots of sex, and have made good friends through this, but still. I think I’m unique, and I would prefer not to be.

No amount of companionship touches it. It’s not a lack; it’s a disability.

The space between wanting and doing, mapped out in real time.

Where shame comes from, and why I need it.

Gossip made me feel icky. I wish I could say that’s because I’m above it.