Talk about being brainwashed, right?
- We were told by the Milk industry that we should drink more milk as a marketing strategy.
- We recently found out that about 6% of plastic is recyclable.
I was raised to think that masturbation is a sin. That I would burn in hell for masturbating. So as a child, hearing those horrifying stories about how you’re suppose to live by the book of the almighty. How, the thought alone, would be enough to send you straight into the pits of hell.
That fucks with you as a kid! It sets you up for failure! How?
Sexuality, the thought of it? is inherently inevitable. Yes, ultimately how you go about it is what matters most; but to who? Do I need to fulfill the perfect ideals of what my mother instructed in me?
“Build a home, get married, procreate, multiply, leave inheritance, Follow God,”
And my inner voice would shout “Oh really? you forgot “Rinse & Repeat”
On the flip side, my Pops;
Keep it real. Don’t get sucked into drugs, alcohol or religion. Believe in yourself Be Strong, Dominant, respectful, honest, faithful with yourself first. Don’t cry, Don’t bitch about things you cannot change. If it’s broken, fix it. If you can’t fix it, let it go. Don’t blame others, Respect women, even if they don’t respect you.
Don’t LIE. Men don’t LIE. He was also an incredible father, and a compulsive liar. Admittedly he recognized his compulsive lies were a major setback in calling himself a true man.
And then the institutions. Church. Calling you a sinner, a child bound for hell. A Child born into sin, plagued by sin and curiosities. Those same curiosities would ultimately send me to hell. Don’t masturbate, don’t have sex outside of marriage. blah, blah blah.
I don’t care to attempt to live the ideal of what happiness means to others. I am happy living my life just the way I am. Enjoying myself (When I can). Be a giving person (Not only when I’m supposed to). Making others happy on a daily. Making others smile. Providing, being of support, being responsible, blah blah blah.
I am happy in our Poly. It has its downs, and ups, it has its nice, sweet, loving beautiful moments. Both individually and collectively. It has opened the door for deeper communications. It has made room for growth. Its fun! Raunchy. More room to be far more creative. Explore other aspects not possible with two. It remains respectful, loving, giving, sweet, but it also jumps into the raunch, smut lane. There’s jealousy (Just not the toxic one). Theres room for growth, always.
I don’t care to attempt to live the lifestyle of others. I am happy with mine. Of course my parents played the most significant role in how I view life. But I won’t get sucked into religious and useless rituals that bring no positive to my life energy to my life. In no means does it say that I don’t believe in a higher power. in GOD.
I do, I just don’t believe we have the capacity to begin to understand who God really is, and every time we try to explain it? We get ourselves into even more trouble, destruction and deeper ignorance. Deep ignorance causes chaos and look at where we’ve ended up!
So, the whole, feeling guilty for masturbating, feeling guilty for exploring my curiosities and their curiosities in the bedroom? ALL THAT SHIT IS OUT OF THE WINDOW. I have created a new version of myself. Yea; it requires upgrades and deeper understanding. Deeper accepting of others. Deeper understanding of myself. And in many ways, it requires that I sit my ass back down and understand that I know NOTHING. That in trying to reach a higher level of understanding? I must also…
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