I've found that this life... can be very silly sometimes. I'm having a battle of wits in my head right now about how I want to approach this. I think I need another beer. Please excuse me:
My apologies. Now.. Where was I? Ahh yes. My "thoughts". Yes.
An old friend of mine and I were talking recently. He told me he and his woman were fighting. He found some dirty text messages on her phone to another fella. This upset him.
Obviously.
We then get into a conversation about what is right and acceptable conversation between two individuals? Does their past mean anything? For example... If you sleep with somebody and are left in good standing following said relations... and years pass and you're dating other people... Are you allowed to talk about your sexual past with whom you experienced? Reminisce at all? How far is too far? What are the rules? Are you supposed to just forget about it? Pretend as if it never happened? Or... do you just not talk to your current about it? Or ONLY talk to them about it?
In the end... my friend and his woman decided to look past these conversations and get on with their relationship. I say kudos to that. Why? I'll tell you.
I think it's safe to say that most adults have been involved in some sort of cheating situation. Maybe I'm totally wrong but.. I sure do hear a lot of relationships ending that way. Maybe we're looking at it the wrong way. Maybe if we all didn't believe monogamy was the "right" and only way to go there would be less heartbreak in this world? Less tears, more laughs... more trust... more orgasms!
I know what you're thinking. And that's fine. No judgies. Trust me... a year ago if I were to read this blog I'd think "Way to justify being a slut, ya big breasted hot piece of ass!" But in all seriousness... What if the Mormons were kinda right this whole time?
Hear me out. Gather 'round the magic carpet of sex and open relationships.
Say the situation is as follows..: You come home from work early to find your snickerdoodle kissy face scrumpin some no name bitch.
You're shocked. You're hurt. You feel sick... you want to cry, and scream and punch them both in the face.
Why?
What makes it hurt? Why do you feel that burn? That pain? That anger and sadness??
Because you trusted. You thought you "knew them". You "never saw it coming". You feel cheated. And like a victim. Like the world is against you and nothing is the same.
What part hurts? The sex? The actual, physical act of sex? Or is it the break of trust? The sneaking around... the planning...
My point is... If you can gather the balls to actually be fully open, and honest, and respectful of yourself, and your partner... and accept each other... come to specific terms and conditions.... These situations don't have to happen.
Does this make any sense? I'm asking you to think about it. Open your mind right now... put your own thoughts and bullshit and judgies aside.. and hear me out.
There's no sneaking around. There's no lying. There's no secrets.
Open.
It's like having Neapolitan ice cream.... 3 flavors... right there... Sometimes you just need some strawberry.
With sprinkles.
and a waffle cone cone.
I think the most important thing people need to remember... is what's normal now? Wasn't normal then... and what's normal in the future? Who knows. But I'm sure people in the future will look back on us and scratch their heads. Because that's what we do. We look at history and wonder how the hell we got to where we are. It's all so different. And that's ok.
If I ever have kids... I hope whatever kind of world we live in... it's an accepting one. And they can be whoever they were born to be.
As long as they're not republicans.










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