okay but seriously... using a vibrator and not hating myself after?
okay but seriously... using a vibrator and not hating myself after? okay but seriously... using a vibrator and not hating myself after? It's 2:17am and I'm sitting here cross-legged on my bed, coffee gone cold next to me, laptop screen way too bright—ugh why do I do this to myself. But whatever. I just... needed to get this out because holy crap, I spent like three years feeling like absolute garbage every time I even thought about touching myself with anything more than my hand. Like, hand stuff? Fine, normal, whatever. But the second that little buzzing thing came into the picture? Instant shame spiral. You know the one—heart racing but not the good kind, stomach twisting, brain screaming "you're pathetic" or "this is wrong" or whatever bullshit society fed me growing up. Look, I get it. If you're reading this you're probably in that weird in-between place too. Maybe you're 24 and cur...