I was thinking.....and my thought led to writing to all the people I care about, my true feelings. Not feelings of anger or regret, not feelings of what one could of done but didn't, or of what I could of done but didn't. I want to tell each and every person how much they mean to me, how they have positively affected my life. I want to thank them for all they have done, all they have given, and what truly wonderful people they are.
And as I sit to deliberate such thoughts, my mind draws a blank. I am fearful of sharing such strong feelings with the ones I love and care for and I don't know why, it is silly. I should be joyous in my writings; I should feel good about expressing my feeling in such a positive light. But no, I just feel anxious, I feel naked, I feel exposed....vulnerable.
Vulnerability....is such a word to speak, how scary it is to be, but how enlighten one will be when one can finely become vulnerable.
When I decided to go on this journey of sexual self-expression, I did not think that it would lead me on an emotional/spiritual journey as well. I did not start off with the idea of sex leading to the deeper emotional being that I am. But it has, which is good, but exhausting at the same time.