Today is my second blogiversary! I’ve been sex blogging for two years now, and today I wanted to say thank you to everyone who has supported on my journey so far. The last two years have been amazing, and while I never thought I would become a sex writer I absolutely love it.
It’s Mental Health Awareness Week (and Mental Health Awareness Month I think?) so obviously I’ve been struggling with my own depression, anxiety and suicidal ideation this week. Mental illness impacts literally every element of my life, and I am still learning how to manage it and take care of myself. Perhaps the most surprising thing that helps is creating sex positive structure in my week. Content note for discussion of mental illness and anti-depressants.
We’re at three weeks until Eroticon, and I am significantly more organised than last year. I have booked train tickets, sorted accommodation, and planned another pre-Eroticon-knicker-shopping adventure with a kinky friend. I’m so excited.
I’ve been trying to write this post for months without realising what I was attempting to say. It got mixed up in my head with another post, about inclusive body positivity, which is coming soon (edit January 2020: I still haven’t written this post). However, I think I’ve untangled everything enough to know that today I want to talk about yearning to feel alive.
Screw making resolutions in 2019, I want a revolution. Who’s with me? Who else has had enough of the shit-show that is the world right now and is ready to seize the means of production and change the world? I want to make it clear that if you’ve survived this year you should be proud of yourself.