Once again, I was delighted when I was able to attend the Woodhull Sexual Freedom Summit like I did last year. While I felt that my first year was a whirlwind of activity, this year was a little more subdued. Having learned some lessons from my previous attendance. The first being rooming with another blogger. I was very lucky to have the company of Indigo, who runs the blog Indigo is an Adult. This year I was lucky to have…
Summer has come and gone, while autumn has arrived finally. The leave changing colors and the air getting colder, bundling up under blankets. It really is my favorite time of year. This is not to say that Summer was not amazing. From participating in the Summer 100 challenge to getting to attend my first conference it was busy! My Polyam family and I also moved into our new house, finally finding a place that is all ours! I wish I…
CW: This whole post will contain talk about abuse and trauma. While I have written in the past about healing from non-sexual trauma in the past. I have only written about dealing with sexual trauma tangentially. While I was at Woodhull, I had the pleasure to attend Using Sex Toys as a Tool to Heal From Trauma run by Sarah B Holl from Formidable Femme. It was one of many I was looking forward to. Healing sexually has been the most recent focus for me….
Writing is hard and writing about my personal life is even harder at times. Putting myself out into the world leaves me vulnerable from the second I push the publish button. It is something that when it comes to writing that is not a review I struggle at. Often I am left with the dread that I am just yelling into the wind. Like I am being almost narcissistic when I write about myself too much. It would have never…
In August of 2017, I was sitting on the couch. The house next door not yet torn down. To ignore the sounds of the creaking and the lingering smell of burnt wood. I was diving head first into the Woodhull Sexual Freedom Summit hashtag. Following workshops that my fellow bloggers were attending. Sharing quotes and drama with my housemates. I remember at one point someone saying ‘So you are going to go next year, right?‘. Even then, I wasn’t sure. Fast…