This, is a public apology for posting a picture of your dick.
Because I live that ‘spiritual life’, I’m responsible for my actions. I take regular inventory of myself and call myself on my bullshit when necessary.
Dick pics. Lets talk about them.
Now some of you may have noticed I turned my messages off on my Facebook fan page. Reason being, is on average, I’d get 2-3 different dick pics a day. That’s not such big deal, right? But when you add it in with the countless messages from men I don’t know (wouldn’t matter if I did know them to be frank), about how they want to:
-plow my big ass with their cock
-have me smash their dick between my strong legs
-etc etc
It gets old.
I get it. Men are programmed to be aroused differently. Us women want to have a deep and meaningful conversation while we stare into each others eyes, then hope you start out by kissing our neck gently.
That has always remained the same. But- somewhere along the way after the birth of the internet, there’s been zero education on how to ‘act right’ online, via computer, phone, or any other piece of technology. Now with virtually anything accessible at your fingertips, life’s a very different place prior to before the internet. It’s become ‘normal’ for men to talk this way to women they don’t know.
Now, I do my best to not judge. As most of you know I spent close to 3 years in the ‘muscle fetish underground’ world as a ‘muscle goddess’, getting paid to stand around and flex, or demonstrate features of strength. Nothing surprises me anymore. And most of my ‘fans’ I got to know extremely well. I don’t see anything as “weird” or “gross”. Just “normal”, great men with a fascination or obsession with “different” aspects of arousal. The only thing I do know now, is that life is not what it seems. ALL people wear masks. Whenever I get pulled over by a cop, or need to stand in front of a judge again (hopefully those days are gone forever since I quit drinking 7 years ago lol) I can silently sit and think to myself “ah- yes… I know what you like to do when you get off work behind closed doors…. put on women’s pantyhose and get slapped around!”. Or even the dentist…
I digress.
The point is, the dick pics get old. And they aren’t getting you anywhere.
Now, here’s the apology. Kinda-
A few months back, I had a one-way conversation start in my personal Facebook messages with a guy talking about his dick. Along with pictures of it of course. I didn’t see it for months, because I can’t keep up with my inbox. I hardly catch my dad’s messages. I’m actually contemplating shutting messages off on my personal page as well. Anyway, I gave this guy a really good reply, and decided to share it in a closed group of women whom I lead, since the topic of dick pics came up (again).
Not a problem, right? If you send me a picture of your dick and continue to message me without me replying, that’s fair ground to put your shit out in public, isn’t it? Well to some, maybe. At the time it seemed fine to me. But that changed. And it only changed when the guy potentially found out about it, as he messaged me again and asked if I “blasted him on Facebook lol”.
Without blocking his name from the picture, this opens him up to anything. And who knows, maybe he’d take his own life out of embarrassment by women being able to go and look him up publicly. Although he has one of the most common names in the world, and his wall is covered in posts about the enormous size of his dick, the point is, all of my actions have consequences. Potentially none to him, but other women may see that move as a display of character and that they might not be able to trust me. So often we do shit without thinking all the way through. Kind of like when I was still drinking…… “if I take this 10th cocktail, I miiiiiiiiiiiiiiight end up getting behind the wheel and running over a family of 4 walking down the street while singing to Prince too loudly whilst in a blackout”. Never really thought about that shit!
Whilst I focus my life on empowering women not to judge other women, and more importantly, not to judge ourselves, I can’t have my cake and eat it to. I can’t live my principles, and only apply them to certain classes of people. As one of my teachers said, ‘by creating enemy’s we create separation”.
I don’t know this man. I don’t know how he was raised. Potentially without a strong mother figure. I don’t know if he’s a drug addict seeking attention or help.
Upon taking regular inventory of myself, I can see when my actions don’t match up with how I’m aiming to live my life. If I’m striving to be the best possible version of me, I have to address this stuff as it comes up, and realise the only reason why I checked my actions was because he potentially found out.
Lastly, a word of advice on dick pics. Just as I said to this young man, “don’t bother”. The single most attractive trait women find appealing in a partner, is quiet confidence. I told him, “don’t attract women who just want you for your massive dick”, “whip it out when the time is right and surprise the shit out of her”…
In fact, here’s exactly what I wrote:
“No, i don’t think you’re sorry you sent a dick pic. i don’t know why i was compelled to look at your profile. you love toting that you have a big dick. let me let you in on a little secret: women love quiet confidence. stop chasing women who’d be interested in your big dick. much more satisfaction to hook up with a girl for reasons other than having a big dick. THEN whip it out (when the time is right) and surprise her. when you brag about it, it makes you look like a mark. confidence is the HOTTEST thing in another person. you have a big dick- and only you need to know that. rest assured in the silence that you have the biggest dick of all the land. and a lucky women MIGHT get to see it. don’t whore yourself out. Namaste”
As I read in a article the other day, it was suggested by this woman that men send pics of their dick as a power play. They do it knowing that we can’t un-see it, and more than likely wouldn’t want to. If you think about it, it’s not like a dick is a comparison of a beautiful bouquet of gorgeous smelling flowers. Unless you’re a cougar who’s been locked up in a cage for years, and you’re in your prime, we aren’t going to view your dick pic as fresh meat. Women’s brains aren’t programmed that way. Yes there are some freaks out there who LOVE a dick pic, and that’s absolutely awesome. But for the majority of us, it’s a strike out. And we’re more than likely going to draw pictures on it and send it to our friends.
Namaste Bitchesssssssss!
And to the mystery man with the penis that hangs down to your knee, and Facebook wall with public posts about how massive your dick is, I apologise.
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