Regret

Another in a series of posts on things I learned in my recent Sapphic Soiree.

I’m disappointing.

I misbehaved. Unintentionally. And had a collision with Tamora’s sensitivities.

I am, according to Tamora, a narcissistic asshat. :-/

For years, I was deeply ashamed. I believed my desires were shameful, contemptuous. I desperately struggled to suppress those desires. And ultimately, I ended up acting them out. And in the end, I was ashamed of the wrong things. I…