About the Need to Be Stimulated in More Ways Than Physical

Forgive me if my lack of fascination with anatomy and sexual desire makes me seem complicated. I don’t mean to be and don’t believe that I am. I understand that we have primal instincts that are…

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Let me introduce myself

I remember when my age was single digits, I was energetic and curious, caring and considerate . I loved to sit with my Grandmother, she use to talk from a place of wisdom and although I was young, a lot of her words stuck with and helped me through unsure times. If my mother ever complained, it was because I asked too many questions, and loved giving my food to stray animals and children in need. I was a kid with a heart of gold.

I remember when I was in my teens, I was playful most especially with boys, climbing trees and wearing crazy jeans. I was a beauty with so much life and lot of business ideas. Made my first thousands opening a mini confectionery store. I learnt family values and understood human fallibility due to the absence of my Father. My mother never complained (maybe to the grownups she did…can’t tell) but she stood in the gap as both parents for me and my younger sibling. She thoughts me how to be strong never letting someone else’s failings affects my virtue. “Be you even when everyone around you chooses a charade” she says. I was a teen with a heart of gold.

I remember when I was in my twenties, although I was confident in my abilities, I was nervous my life was passing by too fast. With my strict schedule as a student and a part-time job as a sales rep at a fashion store, I was devoted to making something great out of me and forgetting how to be the young woman I was. Never understanding how I could do more with my life and still be me at the same time. Named “The Thatcher” due to my strictness and self imposed discipline, I was not in enough relationship to understand the dynamics of it. I felt caged on the inside, although there was a me begging to be free and desire to explore, I stopped learning Me. But still I was a girl with a heart of gold.

Now in my thirties, like the wall of Jericho, I have falling many times and I’ve risen again and again, some leaving deep scar and others just memories. I have fumbled in relationships and watch some of it crumble, others stuck with me and my flaws. I have struggled (and sometimes still struggle) with my insecurities and fears, but I have been favoured and loved even in my incertitude.

Now:

I am learning to work hard and play hard. Life is too short to waste on “IFs” and “MAYBEs”.

I am taking chances with relationships. “Love is a decision” and I choose to love everyday.

I am trusting and learning from mistakes because they will lead me to my right path, no one can do Me better than me.

I am investing in myself and getting reacquainted with the inner child I have abandoned a long time ago. At the end of the day, I am all I’ve got, to depend on God even when friends and family depend on me.

I have become a woman with a heart made of gold

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