Posted on 08/17/2022 11:56:17 AM PDT by Rummyfan
I know regretting most of my sexual encounters is not something a sex-positive feminist who used to write a column for Playboy is supposed to admit. And for years, I didn’t. Let me be clear, being a “slut” and sleeping with a lot of men is not the only behavior I regret. Even more damaging was what I told myself in order to justify the fact that I was disposable to these men: I told myself I didn’t care.
I didn’t care when a man ghosted me. I didn’t care when he left in the middle of the night or hinted that he wanted me to leave. The walks of shame. The blackouts. The anxiety.
The lie I told myself for decades was: I’m not in pain—I’m empowered.
Looking back, it isn’t a surprise that I lied to myself. Because from a young age, sex was something I was lied to about.
….
The Culture was right there to pick me up and dust me off. I doubled down on being a proud slut and internalized the biggest and most damaging lie: that loveless sex is empowering. I basked in the girl-power glow of that delusion for decades, weaponizing my sexuality while convincing myself I was full of the divine feminine.
I was full of shit….
(Excerpt) Read more at bridgetphetasy.substack.com ...
Anyone who thinks that men are dirty creepy bastards needs to quit using anything that men invented, built, or produced. Let’s start with computers ...
Sorry but I have news for you. If you sleep with a man without marriage he will not respect you. He is using you and you are letting yourself be used.
She doesn’t look too worse for wear.
Ah, I can see you’re in denial. I never implied that being a dirty creepy bastard is a bad thing, necessarily.
Everyone deserves a second chance.
“Laz?”
A thread like this is worthless ‘til Laz weighs in on it.
As long as they aren’t democrats they get a pass.
My head is on a swivel when it comes to the hands of crazy women. In my very early 20s I was making out with a hot blonde under an overpass in the Smokey Mountains of Tennessee and my wandering hand, while traveling down her back, ended up finding a hunting knife in the back left pocket of her jeans. I pulled it out and asked her why she had the knife and she said "You never know what crazies you will meet under an overpass." I replied "Indeed." and set the knife well out of her reach and soldiered on....
Imagine what Thora Birch thinks of the porn industry. Both her parents were huge porn stars in the 70’s and 80’s. Did her slut mother teach her this type of wisdom?
Sound familiar?
Wear? I’m guessing that pic isn’t after 43 high mileage years?
Does she characterize herself as a slut from a religious standpoint or economical standpoint? Did she sell herself too low? What physically does someone consider herself a slut? What is the desired reward for not being a slut?
Denial?
Nonsense.
I’m an obnoxious, hairy, knuckle-dragging barbarian.
No denial there at all.
But I’m not a bastard. My parents were married before I was born.
“So, how many children did all of those sexual encounters produce?”
That was what came to my mind too. Also how many were killed in abortions.
I usually only get half a glass out of my empty box wine liners, but I have big wine glasses.
My husband is endlessly amused by this process.
May God bless Bridget!
If you’re not cutting the bag open and licking it out, you’re still losing precious drops.
There’s a reason hookers and whores aren’t respected.
And it’s not because they’re “sex positive”
That was my first thought too
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