By Andreas Vesalius
During my teenage years, I experienced periods of intense disdain for my physicality. In becoming fully aware of my sexuality and my existence as a sexual being, I came to oppose such an existence. I envied the sexual unawareness of my prepubescent self. I began to believe my sexuality to be more a curse than a gift.
The new and seemingly un-scratchable itch of desire coupled with my reflexive bodily responses to visual and psychological stimuli fostered in me a sense of helplessness towards my body. Progressively, self-control devolved into self-loss as sexual innocence became sexual experience.
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