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I Must Thank All of You for Making Me Grow Sexually
I Learned a Lot from Your Feedback and Your Shares
It’s been a year today since I started writing on Medium.
A whole year of baring my soul and body through words. A year of sharing what many think but few say.
My parents always told me to be myself, without masks or pretense. And that’s what I did here — I showed myself naked, not just in body, but mainly in soul.
When I published my first text, I was trembling.
I wasn’t sure if I was ready to expose my deepest desires, my sexual experiences without filters. But damn, what a liberation it was.
Writing about that first time I fucked a stranger in a five-star hotel, while his husband waited at the bar, was like living it all over again. And you loved it. Your private messages, comments, applause — all of that made me realize I wasn’t alone.
I grew up in a society that taught me “decent” women don’t talk about sex, don’t admit to enjoying sex, and certainly don’t write about their sexual experiences for thousands of strangers to read.
What bullshit.
