As a writer, I have the luxury of language being at my fingertips. With the touch of a keyboard, I describe emotions and experiences in grand detail.
But I am not certain where to begin in this particular instance.
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I was with two beautiful humans, both of whom I’ve known for over a year. They made me smile with their genuine openness to exploring the complexities of being who they are, in a world which constantly tells ALL of us we are created somehow wrong as we are.
The messages we are inundated with daily claim that we are too short or too tall, too skinny or too fat, the wrong orientation or sexuality or identity. And of course, we are wearing unfashionable clothing because it went out of season five minutes ago, and on and on and on. The messages are suffocating and deafening in their loudness. Is it any wonder that most people I know seem to have some type of anxiety or depression or exhaustion? For a year, I was like that too. |
AuthorTink, world traveler, positivity muse, and adult entertainer, has also freelance written for a number of companies as their ghostwriter. Now talking directly to YOU on this platform, she is also writing two books at her community's request. Archives
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