I Was Just Wondering…
If we, the two people who are (and have been) boning each other, can’t talk about the act and all that is the act…who can?
It was extremely coincidental that a great friend of mine came to me yesterday and told me of her new direction in schooling and future career. She expressed her annoyance in the mindsets of sex and how uneducated we are in the facts but how cemented we are in dogmatic beliefs. I have no doubt in my mind she will help a large number of people in the future and open the door for proper sex education and communication.
Later that night, Frankie and I were bored and flipping through what On Demand had to offer. We noticed a show called 7 Days of Sex, my thought was: Oh this should be uncomfortable, let’s watch it!
And we did. And everything I said above is what I realized in the process. We have sex. You have sex. She has sex. They have sex. Those people over there sipping coffee, they sex it up, too. WE ALL HAVE SEX! (all being those who are sexing and/or those who are all legally allowed to)
We all also eat. And use the restroom. And breathe. Is it weird to talk about that? Ok, maybe the restroom thing but that’s because it’s gross. Sex is not gross, unless that’s what you’re into and I’m all for you experimenting with what you need- no judgement here! But honestly, there is a reason the stigma for a bathroom is gross- because it is.
But why are we all brought up thinking these certain things about sex? It’s embedded so deep in our psyche that we can’t even bring ourselves to discuss the act with the people we’re sleeping with?!? That’s fucking weird.
Earlier that night, before 7 Days of Spouses Being Forced To Discuss and Then Participate In Sex, I was watching a Jersey Housewives. Teresa took her 10 year old daughter to get her training bra, and her mother…of the 10 year old…couldn’t stop giggling… The 10 year old? Was trying to get her mother to behave like an adult. If the adult can’t show her daughter that her boobs aren’t funny but normal and awesome and only hers- who will? And what does this behavior teach the tender mind of a young girl? That her body is embarrassing…which can undoubtedly transcend into everything her body will ever do.
But savvy acting in terms of your childrens mind isn’t always the fix. My parents were very open about sex, logical and ready to answer (through a series of throat clearing) whatever I had to ask. And as I grew into an older teenager who would be participating sooner or later in these types of actions, they were realistic and understood “horny teenagers will be horny teenagers”. Obviously, it must have been a struggle for them to keep that face- I am their daughter and age doesn’t change that. And apparently, their openness didn’t help in their adult daughters long run.
When it comes to Frankie and I discussing sex…gulp. BUT WHY??? It’s dumbfounding to me how two people who normally rip each other to shreds get a bit of a dry spell- that’s normal and okay- but the dry spell becomes a drought because we’re both too nervous to discuss it! WHAT!
It continues to baffle me and I have no genius insight to share as I’m victim to this very topic, so if my weirdo’s have anything to share I would love to hear it. Shout to me on comments or Facebook (look at the convenient box to the right!). LET’S TALK ABOUT SEX!
I was just wondering, if an early 90’s rap song couldn’t get us to talk about sex- who will?