03/02/2010

I had this thought, that it was a great idea to write of all my sexual experiences – for some reason it seemed important to me, and relevant. But I couldn’t even finish the first sentence because I became so very uncomfortable with myself. I was ashamed.
I wanted to write about every detail. Every man who threw me down and fucked me. And how it felt.
But putting it down in words makes it real. And I, apparently, still can’t face the things that have happened.