I’ve found difficulty in finding direction lately and I’m beginning to realise that the new (spiritual) health culture has convinced me that I need to be constantly trying to heal and improve on myself.
The problem with this is that it perpetuates the idea that there is always something wrong with me, and that I should have no negative traits or behaviours — but this just isn’t realistic.
When it comes to kink, for me, I am painfully aware of how connected these desires are with our own individual psychology; I believe that we could therapise ourselves away from manifesting kinks and fetishes out of past trauma if we wanted to, but also there is nothing wrong with being kinky and expressing ourselves and sexuality through these methods so if you’re happy then who cares, right?
There isn’t much point to this post other than to get the thought out of my head; I just feel as though I’ve been pushing so much to be better and better and better that I’ve forgotten how to appreciate who the fuck I am right now, in this moment, today.
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