Interacting with comments and messages has become one of my favorite things.
At first I wasn’t sure if that was ok, if I could allow myself to enjoy people responding to me showing myself as sexual.
The feelings that come up are mostly about shame and danger. The shame is bullshit, and I try to work through it as much as I can. The fear of danger I take the time to examine though, because that’s the smart thing to do. I don’t want to get hurt. But so often, underneath the perception of danger, there is also just shame.
Then there’s the question of it being morally questionable. But you know what, I don’t actually care where I stand on the moral scale. My only compass is how I feel. And interacting makes me feel alive.
Everyone’s perspective, everyone’s contribution becomes an opportunity to know what I think better, know what I like better, know what I believe in better, know who I am better.
Know thyself, right? This project has me feeling like the luckiest girl in the world.