Living Out Loud

The past few years have taught me something really important: If I’m not willing to talk about the things I’m passionate about, no one else will either.

My brain struggles to even consider that I could be a voice of value to some, while also being attacked. I’ve been afraid; felt like my knowledge is not good enough – all because I recall things in snippets. I think in broad observations "I know I read a thing that one time, but maybe I got the details confused?" Anyways, I second guess myself a lot which stifles my ability to say out loud what I know to be true. I see some really cool things where people have summarized really awesome things, like they really understand them and I don’t believe I can do that.

But I can.

All this to say, I’ve started talking openly about sex, kink and BDSM, on the daily in spaces which these topics are not often expressed. When I go to kink community events I talk about Psychotherapy and art therapy. I’m actively trying to bridge these passions and so I must occupy the in between spaces where they overlap.

Why? Well, I don’t see anyone else doing it and I see the need so clearly.

So Imma ramble out loud... thanks for that skill LiveJournal.