I wish I were a…

My thoughts happened to be on this subject this morning, so I thought I’d share it again.

Acquiescent Soul

…a woman.

As many of you realize, I spend a lot of time focused on my sexuality and my expression of that sexuality. I have to say, after coming out to my mother, I am feeling much better about myself. In fact, I have a small sense of pride at the moment – it doesn’t happen often, but it does happen. But, there’s something else that lies at the periphery of my sexuality and that’s gender identity.

Side Note and Trigger Warning: I am going to discuss my own thoughts on gender and the concept of fluidity in gender. Keeping in mind that these are merely my own thoughts, primarily about myself, I recognize it could be a sensitive topic for others. So, please realize I might be offensive to some.

Truthfully, I identify as male. I have this fundamental belief that the idea of more than…

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S.A.R.D. #9 – Me a Fag?

I happened to look back at old posts and noticed this one happened to be one of my most popular posts, so I thought I’d re-post it. Granted, I found it interesting perspective on my experience, but I thought it was kind-of humorous too.

Acquiescent Soul

WARNING: I’m going to be discussing something of an adult nature. I am whipping this out as it comes to mind and will be thoughts that are raw and uncensored – I may or may not use vulgarity. Oh, and it may have tons of grammatical and spelling errors too (Oh, the horror!?!?!). This post is intended for mature audiences. Also, names have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent.

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I’m on a weird work schedule at the moment, and my thoughts tend to get sporadic when I struggle with my sleep. Today, my thoughts drifted back to a time when I thought I was a “Fag”. So, I thought, I would make an entry as part of my Sexual And Relationship Development set of posts.

Being “bisexual” wasn’t a norm – and certainly unheard of in males, right? Well, there was a distinct experience I had when I…

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Providing updates…

Honestly, I hate providing updates, but it feels like that's the only way I have any interaction on my blog anymore. I remember about 9 years ago, when I first began blogging about myself, I was on almost daily - sometimes three or four posts per day. Obviously, I squashed a couple of blogs before … Continue reading Providing updates…