We’re at the point now where our feeds unfortunately full of reports of sexual violence of many varieties. It’s so often at this point that I’m sure many of your reactions have gone from full on shock to more of a “wow, who’s next?” and while I understand and somewhat share that sentiment, it’s mostly caused me to think of how I work to keep consent a priority in my relationship.
In addition to many other things, I’m straight edge. For those of you who may not know what that means, straight edge is most easily summarized as someone who does not drink alcohol/beer or smoke anything. In really strict forms of this lifestyle you also avoid casual sex but that’s a separate thing. Continue reading Straight Edged Consent
I cannot begin this piece without thanking the huge variety of folx who have reached out in support, or with congratulations, or by giving a simple “like” on Facebook. As I said in my last post, I knew I would be accepted and encouraged by my friends, but the outpouring has been unlike anything I’ve experienced in my life.
For Part 2, I want to talk about how I was forced to confront something that’s been causing me stress and holding me back from my emotions: my socialized idea of masculinity. It’s easy to say “toxic masculinity has kept me from being truthful with myself,” but that is oversimplifying a much larger issue that manifests in many ways in my life and that, most recently, has caused me to avoid asking big questions about myself, including questions about my sexuality. Continue reading I’m Queer: Part 2
I am someone so chock full of privilege, it’s coming out of my ears. I do not intend for this to be a mocking or shocking revelation; for 25 years I’ve been a lower middle-class, cis-gendered, heterosexual male who was able to obtain two advanced degrees and currently works in a full-time, salaried position that I find extremely fulfilling on both creative and emotional plains. I’ve reaped all the benefits of these circumstances and have flourished because the world is built in such a way that I am able to consistently do so without care, concern, or consternation. Continue reading I’m Queer: Part 1