To explain: Rev. Jim Wallis of the liberal Christian organization Sojourners has invited Glen Beck to have an open discussion about his comments about Christians leaving churches that fight for social justice. Beck has not only refused Rev. Wallis' invitation, he's insulted the Reverend and Sojourners on his radio show.Now, Reverend Wallis is not a big fan of our community from what I've heard, but I do think he needs to hear this. So does the President of our country.
Reverend Wallis-Beck is a bully. That's all he is. He has no other discernable talent other than making himself look like a major league a$$hole over broadcast television and radio. And he will bully you through his TV show and radio show until you either cave in to his agenda or shut up and give up trying to bring him to the table-because he'll never show up. And then he'll chortle and call you names that insult your manhood because you DID NOT stand up to him, kinda like he does with every 'progressive' that doesn't challenge him directly. Bullies don't understand reason. They don't understand civility. They only understand someone in their face screaming obscenities at them, at best.
YOU CANNOT REASON OR DISCUSS ANYTHING RATIONALLY WITH BULLIES. IT DOESN'T WORK. THE ONLY THING YOU CAN DO IS CHALLENGE THEM.
We in the LGBT community-which you ignore at best and revile at worst-know all about people like Beck. Most of us either ignore the bullies and do nothing about them, or we rise up-kinda like we're doing now, if you haven't noticed. You think the sit-in at Pelosi's office and the protest in front of the White House with LT. Choi is bad? Just wait. We created ACT-UP. and ACT-UP is now coming back. Maybe not in it's original form, but it will be something similar and with the same tactics. We're about to show you how to handle a bully, Rev. Wallis. Take notes, and hopefully, you'll come to your senses, recind that invitation to Beck, and thank us later.
I don’t know how this site works, I’m a new member… just got here via Google. I’m lesbian and have been ignoring it. The problem is how does one realize that? I’m 20, doing my 3rd year at university. I’m in a relationship wit a man but lately things changed. On campus there’s this 1st year chick, she doesn’t know me, we’ve never talked. I only see her during mornings and lunch occasionally… She is driving me crazy; I really don’t know where these feelings are coming from because I never felt something like this before.
I haven’t told anyone and I’m scared of losing my boyfriend. I want to tell my friend but I’m scared she’s not going to understand and maybe I will chase her away since we spend most of our time together.
Since I shaved my hair this year all my friends were like: no no no, just admit that you are a lesbian! What should I do about this chick? She acts tomboy-ish but what if she isn’t? The other time she caught me looking at her… Can anyone please explain what’s up with me? Maybe I’m crazy?
From an email:
WASHINGTON - The U.S. Department of Housing and Urban Development today launched a new website to allow citizens to offer comment on the design of an unprecedented national study that will examine housing discrimination based on sexual orientation and gender identity. While there have been no national assessments of housing discrimination targeting the lesbian, gay, bi-sexual and transgender (LGBT) community, there is a body of evidence suggesting this sort of bias exists.
HUD recently hosted town hall meetings in Chicago, San Francisco and New York City to solicit feedback on how it might approach such ground-breaking research. This 'online suggestion box' is intended to offer the public throughout the U.S. an opportunity to comment on HUD's study.
“It is critical that as we embark on this historic discrimination study, that we hear from those who may have been denied housing based on their sexual orientation or gender identity,” said Dr. Raphael Bostic, HUD's Assistant Secretary for Policy Development and Research. “The comments we received in our town hall meetings, and those we will gather from this new website, will help inform how we might test for housing discrimination in the sale or rental of housing based on LBGT status.”
While there are no national assessments of LGBT housing discrimination, there are state and local studies that have shown this sort of bias. For example, Michigan's Fair Housing Centers found that nearly 30 percent of same-sex couples were treated differently when attempting to buy or rent a home (www.fhcmichigan.org/images/Arcus_web1.pdf).
HUD's new LGBT website will seek suggestions on how best to execute the study. For example, how would a 'tester' signal in a conversation with a landlord that an individual or couple was LGBT? The website is not designed for users to lodge complaints about a particular incident. However, if you believe you have been a victim of housing discrimination, you may file an online complaint, or call HUD's Housing Discrimination Hotline at 1-800-669-9777.
Guess what, dear readers! Score one for the Unenlightened! That’s right! Miss Invisible (that’d be me), has suddenly skyrocketed to the pinnacle of lez badassery. “How?” you ask.
Well, let me explain first off that I’m what my friends like to call ’stealth.’ I’m that lesbian. You know, the one that can walk into a girly bar, on girly night, with a bunch of girls, and get asked if I’m the straight best friend.
Jeez louise – No, I’m the homo, they’re here with me!
And before you go, “Naww, could never happen,” let me tell you—it totally did. It’s happened more then once; as a matter of fact, it’s downright endemic. I hang out with my dyke tykes (like lezbros only the guys are gay), and routinely get pegged as the fag hag. I mean, not that there’s anything wrong with fag hags, but it is impossible to be a hag, I had thought, if you are, indeed, a fag. A girl fag, but still.
So I digress.
I’m the stealth bomber—the one who looks straight ’til she opens her mouth and mentions that she’s all up in that vagoo. Guys hit on me, I hit on their girlfriends. And even after that, they don’t think I’m gay. It must be the fact that I wear pearls, or something. Maybe they’d believe me if I wore a shirt that says “I like girls,” but even then the cynical masses would probably think I was making pithy social commentary, instead of stating a cold, hard fact along the lines of “Water is wet” or “The sun is hot.”
So why do I mention being stealth?
Simple.
This stealth lesbian just got herself elected as the leader of her university’s Queer Students Community Centre!
Now, here’s my confession to you: I am not “enlightened.” I attended a single Women’s Studies Course (where ‘woman’ was spelled ‘womyn’). English is my second language, and as such I am inordinately fond of its rules and regulations. Purposely mispelling a word gives me the cold grue down my spine. I attended to be the Devil’s Advocate, and I lasted three weeks and switched to Political Science. I suppose learning how to take over the world seemed like a better career choice then reading Judith Butler and pondering the patriarchy.
I am not PC. I cuss like a long-haul trucker and am actually a little proud of my filthy mouth. I say socially inappropriate things whenever it pleases me to do so, and if I offend someone, well—sometimes I feel bad. But only sometimes. (Okay, most of the time, I’m not totally heartless).
I am not a womyn-loving-wommun. I like me some girls, and I like them hot. I will oogle, I will give the eye. There’s people who would disapprove of me—I’ve been told I oogle like a man, which is a strange comment to tell someone in a skirt —and They don’t Approve of it. (Personally, I don’t think I’m rude about it—it takes a lot of work to look good, and people don’t do it for their health. I don’t put makeup on in the morning because I like putting pointy sharp things near my eyes.)
Suffice it to say, I seem like the least likely candidate to get elected to represent the GLBT community, but I guess I really impressed somebody upstairs because lo-and-behold, here I am with the job of being the face and voice of the queer community at my university.
But this has made me curious, guys, about your own endeavors — do all of you fellow Unenlighteneds go about being sneakily successful, too? I know in University and College you get a lot of the RAH-RAH “enlightened” lesbians, so I’m curious. Since we all know Lesbians Like: Grad school, how did you guys deal with the “enlightened” peeps in your midst?
Remember during the 2008 election, when Senator Barack Obama said that he would be a “fierce advocate” for the GLBT community? Fast forward a few months, when President Obama’s administration defended DOMA, the Defense of Marriage Act, and equated gay marriage to pedophilia and incest.
Remember the 1992 election, when Governor Clinton became one of the first national leaders to champion gay rights? And then remember the following years when DOMA and DADT came about? Senator Clinton caught hell for that in 2008, when rocker Melissa Etheridge said that Clinton’s husband threw the gay community “under the bus” given the first chance.
Flash forward to today in Washington, DC. There was a big buildup to a massive protest, headlined by “gay advocate” comedian Kathy Griffin. She was headlining at an HRC gala a few nights ago, and was to be part of a Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell repeal affair with the HRC (Human Rights Campaign). Griffin made it to lobby the Senate. Then she indeed headline at a rally today, along with HRC’s leader Joe Solmonese and Lt. Dan Choi. When Lt. Choi got up to speak, he apparently offered an act of civil disobedience. He asked Griffin and Solomnese if they would go to the White House with him and Captain Jim Pietrangelo in support, which apparently they said they would.
Well that was it for Griffin and Solomnese. A photo-op is all they wanted. They didn’t dare step anywhere near Choi or Pietrangelo, especially when Choi and Pietrangelo handcuffed themselves to the White House fence. Griffin and Solomnese were nowhere to be seen.
Griffin did tweet after the rally. This is what she (@kathygriffin) wrote:
It was my honor 2 share th podium w Lt Dan Choi today. I understand he’s been arrested in front of the White House. I dig that dude! Balls!
Yes, he does. We, as a community – a community of gays, lesbians, democrats, liberals, and progressives – WE need to have balls like Lt. Choi and Captain Pietrangelo. Why? Because our “fierce advocates”, from President Obama, to Kathy Griffin, to HRC President Joe Solomnese aren’t. They proved today that they could care less about what is right, and only about what is doing what is convenient for them.
What if Rosa Parks decided, “Well, I don’t want to rock the boat. I’ll move to the back of the bus”?
What if Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. said, “I have hopes for my children, but I’m not willing to make waves over it.”?
What if Susan B. Anthony decided, “Yes, women should be equal to men, but I shouldn’t speak up.”
These people were different. They were the leaders that we need today. We don’t need people like Griffin or Solomnese, who are using the GLBT community as props. Props for ratings. Props for fame. Props for money. Props for donations. We need people who stand up and do the right thing, like Lt. Dan Choi and Captain Jim Pietrangelo. They know what needs to be done, what we need to do to get the progressive movement MOVING!
I previously took the “Don’t Ask, Don’t Give” pledge because Democrats decided to stop moving forward on GLBT issues, and when the Obama White House decided to defend DOMA. Now, the HRC has shown that it wants to do what’s convenient, not what’s right, and abandoning GLBT soldiers, so that organization can go and rot, too. But you and me. We are the ones that can use Choi, and Parks, and Anthony, and King as our guides, and do what is right – not what’s convenient. We are nobody’s props. We are humans, and we all deserve civil rights.
Cat Cora, the Food Network’s “Iron Chef,” will be honored tonight as “Alumna of the Year” by her alma mater, the Culinary Institute of America (CIA) at the CIA Leadership Awards (“Augie Awards”) in New York City.
Cat and her partner Jennifer welcomed their fourth son last July, with Cat giving birth to him not long after Jennifer gave birth to their third son last April.
In the past two years, Cat has also opened CCQ barbeque restaurant in Costa Mesa, CA and Kouzzina at Walt Disney World, and helped raise funds for Haitian relief through Chefs for Humanity, a charitable organization she founded. She also continues on Iron Chef America and as executive chef of Bon Appétit magazine.
I want to know if she ever sleeps.
Congratulations, Cat!
Cross-posted from the blog Christ, The Gay Martyr: http://christthegaymartyr.blogspot.com/
I am a Left-leaning Independent voter, but I have little respect for the political Left. Strange as it may sound, I feel a stronger connection with the rural Conservative voter who predominates in my home state of Missouri. Mind you, I don't share his narrow-minded views, and I harbor no illusions about him: this voter can be extremely xenophobic, sexist, heterosexist, even racist, and he falls for just about any candidate who comes along waving a flag and brandishing a Bible.
Yet, he is truly passionate about his moral values and the issues that affirm them: Small government, strong national defense, frequent tax cuts, and blending of church and state, which dictates his feelings about Gay Rights and abortion. For sure, he's a stone reactionary, but he's for real! Politics is serious business for him. Seldom is he swayed by a photogenic face or a list of made-to-order promises. His loyalty is triggered by slavish fidelity to his core issues, and he’ll kick to the curb any Republican politician who doesn't honor them. He will make a litmus test of a candidate's voting record in order to justify or deny him support at the polls. Presidential nominee John McCain failed to pass the test, and as a result, he never secured the Republican base. The rural Conservative brings a passionate commitment to voting his beliefs. He has unquestionably changed the face of American government, and for that I respect him.
By contrast, the urban Progressive voter (who lives in the suburbs as often as not) isn't terribly passionate about anything! He can make you believe otherwise, though, by the fired-up way he talks (Liberals love to give and listen to stirring speeches; that's one of the main reasons they supported Barack Obama). Yes, there are issues that he somewhat cares about: Unjust war, the environment, corporate greed, immigration reform, minority rights, women's rights, jobs, health care . . . but he will readily brush them all aside so that the “right” candidate can be elected. What makes a candidate the right one for an urban Liberal isn't his position on issues, but merely his opposition to whoever is on the Republican ticket. Often, the Democrat will be almost as Conservative as the Republican! Party affiliation matters most in the end, not ideology.
It's almost a snob thing. My observation has been that urban Progressives look down their noses at Conservative politics; they think of the constituency as “dumbasses”, while they dismiss the candidates as “idiots”. Never mind that these idiots won the balance of national elections during the last century; the means used to get them elected, like concentration on a single issue, religion-based campaign appeals and unabashed patriotism, are too crude for a Progressive to even consider emulating. Liberals pride themselves on being politically sophisticated. Yes, indeedy! Wanna know just how sophisticated they are? They'll justify returning an ineffective or double-crossing politician to office over and over again by arguing “he's the lesser of two evils” and/or “sometimes, you just have to hold your nose and do what's practical”.
Political sophistication notwithstanding, urban Progressive voters are far more gullible than their Conservative counterparts are. Their elected officials hardly need to ply them with jingoistic rhetoric before sneaking off with a corporate lobbyist. Truth be told, they don't have to sneak! Democrat politicians cuckold their constituents fairly openly, confident that their incumbency is secure no matter how often they bed down with Right Wing special interests.
When urban Progressives learn about these illicit affairs, they predictably throw a hissy fit. They bitch and whine for a little while, but eventually they throw hands in the air and say: “What other choice do we have?” Then they go to the polls, obediently pull the Democrat lever as always, and get far less than what they claim to have wanted . . . as always! With rural Conservative voters, it's a different story. Lobbyist hanky panky doesn't faze them much, but if a Republican incumbent strays from their reactionary platform, they drop him like a hot potato and flock to the local Tea Party! They will cede both local and national races to Democrats rather than elect an unreliable Conservative. Ideological infidelity simply isn’t tolerated among that crowd.
Left Wing voters are doormats. Suckers! They don't care if their candidates' love is untrue. They're like the late Tammy Wynette singing “Stand By Your Man”, blindly hanging on to a cheating, contemptuous lover. They're like Hillary Clinton, enduring marriage to a philanderer husband who subjects her to the worst kind of public humiliation. They're like Betty Cooper, a hapless comic book character I've cited before on this blog: Betty pursues Archie Andrews even though he jilts her repeatedly and flirts shamelessly with Veronica Lodge in front of everyone.
Nothing better illustrates the Liberal voter's blind allegiance to Democrats than his unqualified support for President Obama’s idea of health care reform. First, Liberals said they had to have single payer coverage, but that turned out to be a lie. Then they wanted Medicare for all, but they quickly abandoned that goal, too. Finally, all hope for a “public option” evaporated. Even with no public financing option to make the legislation affordable, urban Progressives fell head-over-heels for Democrat Party sweet talk: We'll close the prescription drug “doughnut hole”, we'll mandate coverage for pre-existing conditions, we'll get young adults coverage under their parents’ health plans, smack, smooch, slurp!
Drunk with partisan love, Progressives toed the party line and shouted down every cautionary voice, insisting that “it's better for Congress to pass something than nothing at all.” (You know, like when you kiss a horny toad instead of that elusive Prince Charming, and you can hardly tell the difference?) They seemed almost eager to have their attention diverted from a most ominous fact: that the Obama plan legally mandates Americans to buy insurance from the private sector, with negligible cost controls.
Ignoring a troublesome truth like that takes some doing! It's quite remarkable, how determined Progressives were this time to once again see a stark naked Emperor sporting fine clothes. On a recent edition of the PBS series “Bill Moyers Journal”, Harvard Medical School professor Marcia Angell lay the ugly truth on Moyers' overwhelmingly Liberal audience, and she didn't mince words:
MARCIA ANGELL: What this bill does is not only permit the commercial insurance industry to remain in place, but it actually expands and cements their position as the lynchpin of health care reform. And these companies, they profit by denying health care, not providing health care. And they will be able to charge whatever they like! So if they're regulated in some way, and it cuts into their profits, all they have to do is just raise their premiums, and they'll do that. Not only does (the Obama bill) keep them in place, but it pours about 500 billion dollars of public money into these companies over 10 years. And it mandates that people buy these companies' products for whatever they charge! Now, that's a recipe for the growth in health care costs, not only to continue, but to skyrocket, to grow even faster.
Holy second Wall Street bailout, Batman!
BILL MOYERS: But given that, why have the insurance companies, health insurance companies, been fighting reform so hard?
MARCIA ANGELL: Oh, they haven't fought it very hard, Bill! They really haven't fought it very hard. What they're fighting for is the individual mandate. And if they get that mandate, if everyone does have to buy their commercial products, then they're going to be extremely happy with it.
BILL MOYERS: But this is all about politics now. It's not about pure health care reform. So, given that reality, what would you have the President do?
MARCIA ANGELL: Well, I think you really do have to separate the policy analysis from the political analysis, and I'm looking at it as policy. And it fails as policy . . . there are a lot of people who say, “Look, it's a terrible bill! Even a step in the wrong direction, as policy goes. But we need to get Obama elected again, and we need to continue with the Democratic majority in Congress. And so we need to give Obama and the Democrats a win. If we don't, the Republicans will come in and take over Congress in the fall, and then the White House in 2012.” But the problem with a political analysis is, sometimes you're right and sometimes you're wrong! And Democrats, and particularly Liberals, have a history of outsmarting themselves . . . I'm not so sure that if this bill goes down, it's going to make it any harder for them politically. (There will be) difficult times for the President and for the Democrats, (but) the issue is: will this bill make (the coverage problem) better or worse? And I believe it will make it worse . . . it will take money out of Medicare and put it into the private sector. Medicare is the source for a lot of the funds that (will) subsidize the private health insurance industry. So that's the first thing, (and) as far as cost-cutting (goes), there are, sort of, promissory notes: “We'll get a committee to look at the cost of effectiveness, of various medical procedures.” (The Congressional Budget Office) has to build in assumptions, (but) those assumptions are arguable, to put it mildly.
Holy Medicare fund raid, Batman!
BILL MOYERS: Well, you remind me 45, 000 people . . . die every year for lack of health insurance.
MARCIA ANGELL: It's not lack of health insurance. It's lack of health care! There is a difference between health insurance and health care. You can have insurance offered that is too expensive to buy or too expensive to use. What good does it do? And what happens when this occurs, is that . . . instead of improvements, look at my state of Massachusetts . . . you see (coverage) shredded even further. You see more people denied access anyway. Now (there are) over 60,000 people in my state who are exempted from the (mandatory Massachusetts health) plan for financial hardship, and this is also in the Obama plan. If you're really poor, you don't have to participate, and these are the very people who should be in a plan . . .
BILL MOYERS: But, the very poor do get Medicaid.
MARCIA ANGELL: Yes, yes. And one of the things about the Obama plan that I do like is that it expands Medicaid up to 133% of the Federal poverty level, and that's fine. The problem is that (it) could have been a stand-alone measure. You didn't need to have it incorporated in this massive Rube Goldberg apparatus . . . the bill as a whole, the more I look at it, the worse it gets. It's going to increase (consumer) costs, not decrease them.
As Dr. Angell indicated, Democrats have promised to iron the “bugs” out of this bill later on, after it's been signed into law. We've heard that kind of promise before. Remember NAFTA? Even with Democrat majorities in both houses of Congress, the job-destroying directives of that disastrous “free trade” agreement appear to be set in stone. So much for fixing flawed legislation later! Politicians sure don’t have a good record on that score.
I have never bought into the fiction that what’s good for the Democrat or Republican parties is always good for the nation. The urban Progressive voter's blind loyalty to Democrats is an abusive and unfaithful relationship that's going nowhere fast. That's why millions of former Democrats like myself now identify as Independent. We don't want any more Democrat Party kisses because we know where that donkey's puckered lips have been: Planted on the talcum-powdered backsides of Wall Street fat cats and rich Conservative campaign donors! Lips that kiss corporate ass will never touch ours again. Sloppy seconds may be good enough for Betty Cooper, but the American people deserve better.
American government deserves better, too! When a billion-dollar Wall Street bailout zooms though Congress like greased lightning, but health care reform stalls for years and can't pass until after it's been gutted by the insurance industry, how much more obvious can infidelity be? Where’s the logic in hanging on to a boyfriend (or an elected representative) once you know he's fallen for a spoiled rich girl? If it's all about Veronica, nothing’s left for Betty that's worth having. Cynical, sellout career politicians will destroy our democracy sooner than any terrorist bomb!
If they're really serious about their core issues (and I've yet to be convinced that they are), Progressive voters had better put that long-suffering lover act to bed. They need to stop being so damn sophisticated and try being more passionate, like those “dumbass” Right Wingers. When we demand reform of health care, military policy, financial regulations, etcetera, we've got to back up those demands in the voting booth! If we fail to do so, we get exactly the kind of impotent public policy we deserve. Fidelity to issues must determine what we do at the polls, not smug political gamesmanship! Love is not a game, and neither is good government. The American voter should develop a healthy aversion to cuckolds, regardless of party affiliation.
In closing this essay, let me turn the podium over to Dr. Marcia Angell once more. She states her case so articulately, it’s a pleasure to do so. The following quote comes from a 2000 PBS television special titled “Health Care Crisis: Who’s At Risk?”
Our health care system is based on the premise that health care is a commodity like VCRs or computers, and that it should be distributed according to the ability to pay in the same way that consumer goods are. That's not what health care should be! Health care is a need; it's not a commodity, and it should be distributed according to need. If you're very sick, you should have a lot of it. If you're not sick, you shouldn't have a lot of it. But this should be seen as a personal, individual need, not as a commodity to be distributed like other marketplace commodities. That is a fundamental mistake in the way this country, and only this country, looks at health care. And that market ideology is what has made the health care system so dreadful, so bad at what it does.
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I was 32 and I had come to peace with the fact that I would be alone forever. I had done the “lesbian scene” in my mid twenties and gladly took my last bow when I turned 3o. The bars weren’t me, the clique’s weren’t me, the 3 degrees of separation wasn’t me, so who the Hell was I?
I was in love with a woman that I would never have for 7 years. This was oh so convenient since it allowed me to go about life being a hopeless romantic. I dug myself into a self loathing hole of unrequited love and I was more than comfortable in my fucked up version of fantasy love. My mantra for all of those years was, “If I can’t be with her then I don’t want to be with anyone else.” I look back on those thoughts now and want to slap myself.
A few months back I remember telling a close friend of mine that I was sick of being stagnant. I was sick of being alone and doing the same thing over and over day after day. A change was in order. A few days after that I was on Match.com. I dropped 100.00 on a 6 month membership and I was ready for something… anything.
It’s been two months since I have been talking to the first woman I met on Match.com. She is amazing and makes me wonder what the Hell I was doing for 7 years. She says things that melt my heart, she never ceases to amaze me, and she loves me like I never thought anyone could.
Life creeps up on you sometimes. I apparently need it to grab me by the neck, shake me around, and then spit me out in order to see that I was worth someones love and affection. Giving up is the easy route and one that I will never take again. I am now so happy that there are times I don’t know what to do with myself.
We all deserve love. Though there are risks involved they are risks I am willing to take in the name of love. For those of you that have given up I encourage you to try again. If it can happen to me it can happen to anyone. I had to step out of my past to finally meet my future and it was the best move I’ve made in my life.
Cheers to love and change. Without them I would be rocking myself to sleep in some dark corner!
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I started working at Target about a year ago and there I met one of my best friends Jackie. We have completely opposite personalities but that seems to let us get along greatly. Add to the fact that she’s three years older than me.
Now I am a very friendly person and get along with people easily. To people who don’t know me very well it appears as if I’m flirting instead of just making conversation regardless of the gender.
Jackie and I hang out all the time except when she’s with her boyfriend. She’s very anti-people. I said she’s my opposite and where I am friendly she’s anti-social and hates girls or rather being friends with girls, to which obviously I am the exception.
Like I said we hang out at work and outside of work and she’s very touchy feely. I mean, I am too, but not to her extent. She plays with my hair, gives me hugs all the time, rests her head on my shoulder, which I think is pretty normal for friends, but what throws me off is the fact that she puts her face about four inches from mine at times or will grab my chest. I’ve asked her what the hell and the answer I got was that she likes boobs because I am very chesty and she’s kind of small. So I accepted that answer but was really confused and brushed it off. She still does it and even when we are working and there are customers around.
She tells our coworkers that we are together and love each other to get a rise out of me, and I know it’s to get a rise out of me because she laughs and has a smirk on her face.
I don’t know. I know she likes guys, she likes sex and the male genitalia too much to be lesbian but she makes me wonder.
When we go out to the movie she loops her arm in mine and tells me that we are on a date. When I show interests in guys or they show an interest in me she acts possessive and gets angry but I’m not sure if it’s to mess around or if she’s serious.
She’s told me once when she was tipsy that sometimes she wonders if she’s lesbian but I wasn’t sure how to take that and it’s never been brought up again. When she was angry she told her boyfriend to mess with his head that she has a thing for me, which makes me wonder if she does. She makes comments to my family that we are married or together and makes subtle sexual comments to me jokingly.
I guess my question is am I making something out of nothing and this is just a quirky friendship? Or do her actions seem to be more than friendship?
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I’m in love with an amazing woman. I’ve loved her for three years. I can’t imagine life without her. She’s the embodiment of a perfect girlfriend. We’ve lived together for two of our three years. We never argue. My heart still leaps when she walks into the room. She’s the last thought on my mind when I go to sleep and the first thought when I wake up in the morning.
But a part of me needs more. This part of me is dark, violent, and scary. It’s a part of myself I don’t like to show people. This part of me needs pain and humiliation to get off. When it rears its head, I yearn for a strong, dominant woman to take charge. I want to be tied up and beaten until I beg for her to stop. I want to be called names and used. I long for the touch of a lash against my skin, for the welts that rise up and sometimes bleed. I dream about bruises and rope burns. Words like bitch, whore, and cunt make my knees weak. And yet…
My girlfriend could never hurt me, even if I begged her to. So I make do with a smack on the ass or a harsh word once in a blue moon. While she’s making love to me I close my eyes and imagine I’m being whipped. She knows I’m submissive. She knows I like to be whipped. She doesn’t understand it. She never will. She’s not submissive and she isn’t dominant. She’s just…her. And I love her for it. I don’t want her to change. But sometimes I need more.
So what do I do? For now, I’m not dissatisfied. Our sex life is amazing. But what happens five years down the road? Will I always be content. I’d never be unfaithful. Ever. I could never hurt her. I could never betray her. She’s my everything. I think I enjoy this anguish. It’s a kind of pain, much harsher than the pain from a whip or a riding crop. That dark part of me relishes in it. It hoards the pain and feeds on it. But what happens when it finally bursts free?Similar Posts:
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