What Intimacy Actually Is (And Why We're All Getting It Wrong)
What nobody told us, and what we never realized about intimacy
What Intimacy Actually Is (And Why We're All Getting It Wrong)
It's the bedroom, right? It's how I am able to cum when he goes down on me. It's his ability to stay hard. It's how often we have sex. It's me not crying afterwards. It's this. It's that. It's none of it. None.
My truth has come over years of thinking the above. These are my words. First draft style. I never considered what it would be like to have pleasure, and I didn't for a long time. I never realized what I was doing was putting my own needs aside in favor of his ego, but I did for a long time.
You have your own version of this. Consider it for a moment. Sans judgment.
What is intimacy, really, if it's not how often you have sex, if you orgasm, if he can stay hard, or even if you feel safe with him? What is it?