Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Introduction

I love sex. I love having it, learning about it, talking about it. When I was trying to figure out what I wanted to do when I went back to traditional college, human sexuality was really the only thing that came to mind. I needed something that would keep my interest all throughout college and that's what I picked.

Now if you know me, it makes perfect sense. I'm full of useless information regarding sex. I talk about it all the time. I involve myself in life with people with similar interests. My life literally involves talking about sex ALL. THE. TIME. So really it seems natural that I would want to study human sexuality.

So after much careful thought and consideration, mostly wondering what you can do with an interest in human sexuality, I decided I wanted to be a sex therapist. At first, people were like, "Ew. That's gross!" And what's gross about it? Humans were put on this Earth to procreate. How do you think you came to be? The stork?

Then, it was,"That makes so much sense!"

And then someone asked me, "That's cool, but why?"

That was a really good question. Why do I want to be a sex therapist? My first reaction was the money. And there will never not be work. But then it occurred to me, talking to women about sex infuriates me.

We sadly still live in a patriarchal society that teaches us that as women, if we enjoy sex, we are sluts. Well fuck that. Life is too short to live by that standard. So I buy and carry condoms, enjoy sex, know what my own vagina looks like and embrace my sexuality.

I'm not saying that everyone has to be as open and embracing as me, but at least take your sexual health into your own hands.

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