Recently, I have not been blogging, okay for the last 6-8 months I have not been blogging. I guess this had to do with feeling a little exposed and not feeling comfortable writing about life. Anyway, since I last wrote I started giving brief sex education talks to people returning from prison.
From these talks, I learned I could do sex education and that I like doing sex education, for the most part. Also, I learned that doing this feeds an already voracious appetite to discuss sex and relationships. However, feeding the beast just makes it want more.
I love sex. I love listening to people discuss sex. I love the idea that I am imparting some information that some one did not know. Sometimes, I learn something new as well.
Overall, I think I am happy but I am not quite sure. I know I like myself but I question the why of what I am doing. A wise friend encouraged me to go for it and not worry too much about the why (i.e. stop trying to find a pathology). I am not hurting anyone. I try not to be too overbearing or pestering. (Today, I failed at that but tomorrow is another day.) Another friend said I should get a PhD. in sexuality or sexology. She might have just been saying that to get me to go away though. :)
On a side note, I think sexuality is treated as a feminine concept. By that I mean, not that it is solely female but treated in a softer fashion and rarely associated with heterosexual men.
I think I am happy. I think I am happy. I think I am happy. I know I am bored.
