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I've got a lot to think about. I hadn't thought about my pre-Chicago life in .. well, probably over a year. I was talking to a friend earlier and the subject of my not enjoying anal sex came up, to which he responded: "There's a lot of guys out there like you, too." My response was something like a less offensive "No shit, Sherlock." But after I stated with such certainty my awareness of this fact, it hit me: I had no idea before I moved here to Chicago. Before that I'd always felt like it was just me.
Now, I'm not trying to make this out to be like some closet-case kinkster's woes -- I had enough play to keep me going -- but I was totally unaware of the myriad of kinksters there are out there. Part of me tries to convince myself it's because Texas was fairly desolate place to find some play, but I guess more realistically it's that I was younger and less experienced.
In any case, I've been so caught up in feeling as though I haven't gained anything tangible in Chicago these two years that I'd forgotten about all the other things I'd gained. I don't feel it right now because of where my mind is, but I've really learned a lot since I moved here.
Now, I'm not trying to make this out to be like some closet-case kinkster's woes -- I had enough play to keep me going -- but I was totally unaware of the myriad of kinksters there are out there. Part of me tries to convince myself it's because Texas was fairly desolate place to find some play, but I guess more realistically it's that I was younger and less experienced.
In any case, I've been so caught up in feeling as though I haven't gained anything tangible in Chicago these two years that I'd forgotten about all the other things I'd gained. I don't feel it right now because of where my mind is, but I've really learned a lot since I moved here.