So the whole dating thing still isn’t going. Not a man in sight that I’d spend my time with over dinner or a coffee.
But here’s one that’s been making me cringe and I know y’all enjoy my seemingly idiot attracting magnet.
I did say no to him already but he is one of those special guys that keeps pushing in the hopes that I have a change of heart because he’s been harassing me and then I magically fall at his feet and offer myself for the taking because I’d been blind to his obvious wit and charm. Not.
Maybe I should have an auto response saved somewhere to send when a guy doesn’t understand I’m not interested – along the lines of:
Hello random man that won’t take no for an answer, I said not interested. Back the fuck up, bow the fuck out and take my answer as final. I’m not changing my mind. Ever.
Am so tired of jerks like this that I went and changed my profile to now include that I don’t want cis-gendered straight males who have no idea about alternative lifestyles to contact me. Here’s to hoping the quality improves. Doubt it though!
Day Five: Six things you wish you had never done
I regret doing certain things, but I don’t think I’d change them for the world because without that experience I wouldn’t be who I am today. So I’m not sure I can actually answer this. With true wishing.
1. Swallowed sea water. This is a 25x magnification of a drop of sea water. Gross!
2. Got chased by a funnel web. There’s nothing quite so scary as a spider rearing and coming at you for no reason other than you wanted to walk past.
**Trigger warning: Sexual assault & rape discussion below**
During my time on FetLife I’ve come across so many many women referring to some of their fantasies as rape fantasy instead of consensual non-consent.
It’s not the same thing. It’s a pet peeve of mine. Why? Because until you’ve actually been assaulted you have no idea of the difference in these two things.
Consensual non-consent can be a fun space to play in with your partner. Don’t get me wrong, it’s an area of my sexuality that I love to push. That I love watching my partners eyes light up when he/she realises that they have my full consent to do whatever they want. Obviously within reason, I don’t want to end up dead or a vegetable – but that falls into mutual boundaries that should have been set by now. Consensual non-consent can be hot, dirty and endlessly vitalise one’s sex life with their other half.
Rape, on the other hand, is not fun. It’s not hot. It’s not something that I look forward to or encourage.
I read this article online over the weekend and it resonated with me a lot.
I think because I used to be the person that didn’t say no to anything and ended up saying yes to everything. Then I found in my early 30’s that I no longer was saying yes to things that I didn’t want to do, or give permission for.
“The Fuck-Off Fairy is a special kind of fairy. She shows up on the night of your 30th birthday, while you are sleeping, and waves a magic wand over you.” Article can be found here.
No seriously, fuck off. (Click pic for source)