Why am I writing about sexuality?
Because so many people are suffering about some aspect of sex. So many problems with poor body image and low self-esteem relate to sexual shame. I know this has been true in my own life. I am still actively healing my sexual wounds at age 63. And I’ve had it pretty good in that I have never been sexually abused and I have had so much love and support for my healing.
I think we should feel good about our bodies—they should be exquisite sources of pleasure and empowerment in our lives. Our relationships should bring joy and companionship and enrich our communities. Our love should continue to transform our world just like it did the very first time we fell deeply in love.
Yet every week I talk with people who have suffered for decades. Recently, I have been moved to tears as I have listened to men and women tell me of their failed loves, the numbing of their bodies, and their self-hate. And their inescapable shame. Shame to the point of never telling anyone of their disappointment and pain.
I am writing because every person who has shared their story with me has given me courage and helped me to heal. I am writing because writing empowers me to continue my healing journey.
Today, a woman I did not recognize came up to me and told me I had been her counselor more than thirty years ago. I was deeply touched by her remembrance of our hard work and her gratitude. On the way home I cried…
It’s only natural that I want to pay it forward.