Promiscuous partners have always been my jam. Hoes, sluts, and players are who I’ve always pined for. Discovering ethical non-monogamy allowed me to explore my own affinity for having multiple partners without withholding the truth from them.

As I go through another phase of puberty, or rather what feels like it, I'm faced with the fact of fear ruling my current reality. It feels like everything is in the air and I can't get control of anything. I'm aware that's not how things in life work but wouldn't it great if it did?

Creating is how I make sense of my experiences while existing in the cross sections of all of my identities. In these last few years, I forgot that was the true reason why I started making things on the internet.

I've learned that I revel in silence.

I've learned that I am whoever someone wants me to be.

I've learned that this shit is real.

I've learned that I need to level up, romantically.

I've learned that I need to level my career up.

I’ve learned that I naturally go into “fix it” mode.

Today I've learned that I don't know what I'm doing.

Today I’ve learned how much birth control and kids matter to my family.
 

Today I've learned I'm not antisocial but still an introvert.

Today I've learned how uncomfortable I am when I'm happy.

I’ve learned that my body tries to protect me even when the rest of me doesn’t.

Today I've learned that I am attracted to trash behavior.

Today I've learned that I deserve to go on a break.

Today I've learned that I don't really like holidays.

Today I've learned that I can't anticipate everything. Or rather anything.

Today (to be real, It's been for the past few weeks) I've learned that I need to chill.