My life changed. A path opened before me to have a real voice, an audience, even a pay check. What I DIDN’T expect was to find myself helping heal people and awaken their inner fire and help them feel alive again from the inside out. I didn’t expect to find the most literal fountain of youth, a lifestyle that keeps revitalizing sexual vibrations alive in your soul and keeps your mind and body young.

It was the day I waited for with gritted teeth and deep soul impatience. The day when I knew I would be able to make my own rules, my own decisions, and not be accountable to anyone for “permission” to do whatever the fuck I wanted. The best day of my life.

I’m optimistic about my ability to navigate this swinger world… feelings and all.  It’s all about respect and trust. Turns out you can not be a match with someone sexually anymore and still be friends.  And it feels good.

When you finally learn the lesson that someone is unhealthy for your mental peace… it’s time to close the door, and keep it closed.

Did you have kids to make your parents happy? Did you go too high up the stressful corporate ladder just for that fancy job title for your LinkedIn page?

What about when it comes to sex…

My issue isn’t with casual sex… it’s that I was upfront about what I wanted out of it… Ongoing casual sex. Not a fuck and chuck. Not a one-hit wonder. Yet that seems to be what I am getting in return. Either the men I engage with are being dishonest with their intentions, or it’s hopeless to find a casual FWB to fuck me more than 3 times.