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Imperfect and Worthy of Love

Imperfect and Worthy of Love

“Do you think maybe it was a mistake to break up?” I said to a former boyfriend during a phone conversation, 3 months after he ended our relationship. I was devastated and unable to heal. He kept calling me. Our relationship had lasted several years, my first real...

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A Symbol of My Selflove

A Symbol of My Selflove

Ishaan’s mother refused to come downstairs to our Christmas party, pouting in her room for the evening instead.  “She doesn’t feel like we’re welcoming her,” Ishaan hissed at me as our guests arrived.  Towards the end of the evening ten or so of us began playing that...

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Pubic Hair

Pubic Hair

These posts written by our leaders are so good. We can't pick a a favorite. Enjoy. Browse the links below to read the full post.The time I accidently gained an appreciation for my lady garden on the least sexiest day of my life  I spent 30 years worrying about...

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Finding and Honoring My Preference

Finding and Honoring My Preference

The first genital hair that I saw was on my mother’s vulva, full, curly and dark on her pubic mound. She wasn’t shy about being naked around me. I don’t remember any specific conversation about her pubic hair, but I’m sure we had one or several. I was curious and...

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I Used to Hate My Pubic Hair

I Used to Hate My Pubic Hair

Sitting on the toilet, looking at the newly found dark curly hair between my legs, I feel horrified, and disgusted. I didn’t ask for these hairs, these weren’t supposed to happen until I was a grown adult, what are they doing here on my 9 year old body!? Not only is...

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My Self-Love Aroma

My Self-Love Aroma

I watched him smell his left fingers. He slowly sniffed the middle two. "Smell," he said. I held his hand and sniffed his middle fingers. The aroma smelled familiar, but I could not place it.    "What is it?" I asked.   "You," he said. "I can smell you 1-2 days after...

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The Story of My Pubic Hair

The Story of My Pubic Hair

I don't know how and when it happened that hair started growing on my vulva, it never bothered me, it was part of it. I remember how it was naked, and then all of a sudden it was covered with thick, soft brown fur. The memory of hair growing on other parts of my body...

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Loving Myself v1

Loving Myself v1

“So, let me get this straight,” I started, meeting his eyes to be sure I understood.  “What you’re saying is that I can be in a committed relationship with you, but I can fuck other people – do I have that right?” I’m sure my face showed my incredulity.  The year was...

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Free to Be Hair Positive

Free to Be Hair Positive

“And extra cheese on the large pizza, please,” said the woman.  I added the changes to their order, and tried to make the action of pushing my pelvis forward so that my pubic mound might brush against the lower part of the counter - even for a second of relief - look...

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My Story from the NO HAIR Battlefield

My Story from the NO HAIR Battlefield

I’ve always been perplexed by the fact that my body is covered in hair, but to be considered a desirable and feminine woman I should not have any hair on my face, armpits, legs, or vulva. And to top it off, I shouldn’t have hair on my butt either now that I live in a...

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