Busy and Disconnected from My Body
This is the most embarrassing story. And maybe even a little TMI (too much info) but if you stick with me there’s a point. Rewind to 2010. My days were fast-paced. At that time, my to-do list was never-ending. I’d earned two promotions at work so I was part of the...
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...
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...