How honest are you on your blog?

Someone, I believe it was Curt, asked me how honest I am on my blog: Pretty damn honest. I have friends worry that I tell too much. But how else am I to fulfill the mission of this blog? What would be the point of undermining one series of misconceptions by creating new ones? I treat this writing space the same way I treat a dance studio and a theater stage: It is a space for me to share myself with people who are interested in what I...

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Take a bow…

There comes a time in any career when you have to start considering how you will make your exit (Here are some ideas for careers that you can consider after leaving performance). I’m not talking about my own situation (although I’ll address that in a moment), but of a friend’s. He’s been doing adult entertainment for about two years now, and, honestly, that’s about as long as most people do it. I’d...

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…in the end

“The universe knows what it’s doing.” “I have to trust that everything happens for a reason.” “God gives us only what we can shoulder.” “Everthing will turn out okay in the end.” There is a particular grace required to truly be content, despite any particular dissapointments life throws at us. The question of issues surrounding race has come up, and I intend to address it; however,...

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Unexpected Epiphanies: Emotional stretch marks

Okay, this is a rarity: Two pieces of nonsense from me in one day. Just in case you didn’t get enough of my bullshit in one 24-hour span… After 2.5 years, and that is a great deal longer than it sounds in some ways (and a great deal shorter in others), I have forgiven my ex. I heard from him randomly last night – ironic that I’d just included a mention of him in my blog yesterday, huh? Reading his note I...

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The see-saw

The question has come up (not worded exactly this way, but pretty close), “How did you maintain a balance between staying small and getting bigger?” In other words, how do anorexia and Dysmorphia co-exist? Well, to be frank, they don’t balance, and they don’t co-exist. It’s like being pulled apart – I would actually feel that kind of shearing force in my brain. It was horrible, and looking back I...

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