Hooray for tortured metaphors?

Apr 29, 2011 13:55

Oh, culture. I love you, really I do, but- we need to talk. Specifically, we need to talk about sex.

. . . Yep, it's going to be one of those posts. Sorry, internet!

I- okay. Essentially, living in this culture, is, for me, as a "sexually mature" person, like being bilingual. I'm fluent in this language; I know it's idioms and linguistic quirks, I know all the in-jokes, I appreciate it for being the awesome, ridiculous, pretty cool thing it can be, I even think in it, mostly, because if every person I'm talking to does too, it's just easier than having to translate in my head 24/7. But I don't always. And that really, really, sucks.

Because then I start thinking there's something wrong with me, when have I stop and self-edit in the middle of a thought, and go "What am I saying?" And then I feel both like an imposter- on both sides of the fence- and a little dirty. And fuck you, culture, for making me feel that way about myself and my choices.

Alright, that's my whining about the incredible ~~hardness of my life for this month. Go about your business.

oh life(yeah- lot stranger than fiction), my fail let me show you it, rambling, random shit, bored, this is my ranting hat

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