Everything is about sex. Except sex.
Sex is about your Identity.
And I’ll tell you, if you are not square with who you are, your sexuality is first to suffer.
I was happiest in my life in the three months between August 2020 and October 2020. I wasn’t so much happy as I was just high on euphoria because I was finally free. But that liberation, that freedom… That is home for me.
The hardest challenge I have faced during my Recovery is sorting out my actual authentic personality from my traumas.
I had to scrutinize every part of me. “Is this trauma based that needs elimination or correction? Or is this just me and should I leave it alone?”
On this, the universe was relentless.
Society is loud and filled with noise. Traditionalists say we should be monogamous. Mormons and some Eastern practices say we should have one man with multiple wives. Non-Comformists are screaming for polyamory. And then there are Swingers and Non-Monogamists.
Well… I am monogamous. A loyal monogamous. When I am in love, there is no one else, but my One. And when I fall in love, I stay fallen in love. It’s just who I am. It’s what I am.
But, I’m also a Cuck Queen, or a Stag, actually. That’s the term I prefer.
And this is the story of how this loyal monogamist fell in love completely and fully with a polyamorous Imp.
I have to stop writing right now because… there is somewhere I have to be right now. There is some one I have to see.
My Alters and the Universe are all pushing me. I have to go be on the street where he lives. Right now. I can’t explain it. I just have to go.