These are my confessions.
I have been avoiding this blog for a year because I have been hoping that MRKH hasn't defined my life. I think that I am lying to myself about that one. It has in many ways. I'm starting to think more about my sexuality and I am feeling more intersexed than ever. I do like men but I like women too. I haven't dated in about 3 years. My "sugar daddy" complicated relationship, ended this last week after 8 years. I know that there is a reason or a purpose to all of this but I am wondering what it is.
Will I ever feel that I fit in a real relationship?
Ok, let's take this one apart a little more.
I meet someone. We go on a date or two. We are attracted to each other.
I have to make sure that I am dilating (we may have sex at some point), ideally long before dating because it takes a while to be stretched.
I am getting anxiety about whether or not he will fit in the vaginal space.
I am getting anxiety about telling him.
I hope he doesn't want kids.
It's time to have sex. The moment is right.
I don't enjoy it as much as I think I should. It's kind of boring, really.
But I enjoy the foreplay and kissing.
That is life. It's good being alone in a lot of ways, but there are those times that I wish I could meet someone who gets it. It may be nice to date someone who is intersex too, that may be easier.
MRKH truth.
I have been avoiding this blog for a year because I have been hoping that MRKH hasn't defined my life. I think that I am lying to myself about that one. It has in many ways. I'm starting to think more about my sexuality and I am feeling more intersexed than ever. I do like men but I like women too. I haven't dated in about 3 years. My "sugar daddy" complicated relationship, ended this last week after 8 years. I know that there is a reason or a purpose to all of this but I am wondering what it is.
Will I ever feel that I fit in a real relationship?
Ok, let's take this one apart a little more.
I meet someone. We go on a date or two. We are attracted to each other.
I have to make sure that I am dilating (we may have sex at some point), ideally long before dating because it takes a while to be stretched.
I am getting anxiety about whether or not he will fit in the vaginal space.
I am getting anxiety about telling him.
I hope he doesn't want kids.
It's time to have sex. The moment is right.
I don't enjoy it as much as I think I should. It's kind of boring, really.
But I enjoy the foreplay and kissing.
That is life. It's good being alone in a lot of ways, but there are those times that I wish I could meet someone who gets it. It may be nice to date someone who is intersex too, that may be easier.
MRKH truth.
