twenty-six, are not able to take responsibility for themselves (and even more so for anyone else), but brilliant teenagers, who have graduated from school externally and are already creating new inventions, works of art and other things useful to society.
If my childhood desire to be liked by the best boys had not been suppressed even then, if this issue had been resolved then, I think I would have been able to calmly switch to my favorite writing path, never again worrying about problems with my appearance.
However, the unresolved issue of self-sufficiency hung over me for the next twenty years, until I finally achieved what I wanted.
Parents should instill confidence in their children regarding appearance. They should help to see in themselves who the child considers himself to be. Every child initially considers himself a successful, handsome, smart superhero, and not a chubby little pooping dependent.
There will be no delusions of grandeur if you allow your child to consider himself grown-up and cool. There is no need to convince him that he is better than others; let all children be cool and capable.
There won't be any orgies if you let the girls consider themselves fatal beauties. You can explain the rules of decency and teach self-defense, and not convince her that she is just a funny farting child.
Mom, dear, if you are reading this book, then please do not be offended. It's not about you, I'm sure you were raised the same way. Many other women around the world are raised this way. That's how it is. Either because we are afraid of pedophiles, or because of social security services, we try to deceive our plump dependents for as long as possible that they are children and have no business playing adult games.
Maybe something should be changed? What do you think?
Raise your hand if you've never done this.
Now raise your hand, those who were embarrassed to raise it. Wow, there are a lot of us.
I will not speak out for or against this event, we will just discuss it and tell my example.
Masturbation comes in different forms. Like sex, it happens with and without perversions. Those who advocate letting off steam talk about how useful it is to sometimes have sex with yourself, especially if you don’t have a boyfriend, and in polite society it’s not customary to sleep with the first guy you come across.
Opponents of pornography, especially with borderline almost illegal entertainment in the frame, advocate sublimation, and beg not to engage in masturbation, exorcise the devil, shame or educate about the dangers of such an act.
Malakia, handjob, masturbation — all this is still under a moral prohibition. It is not customary to talk about this even in a very advanced society.
I have never seen a parade for masturbation. LGBT communities constantly organize mass protests in their defense and promotion of tolerance. But I didn’t see women, even feminists, who would picket in defense of masturbation.
When I was three years old, I discovered an amazing feeling in my lower abdomen when I thought about intimacy with a person I liked. I didn’t know anything about the genitals yet, but an impulse arose in my body that demanded an outlet.
The head, heart and lower abdomen are fixated on one image.
Not understanding the situation, I tried an action that was unusual for me — squeezing my thigh muscles and imagining the image of that person.
Yes, you heard correctly, my first masturbation took place at the age of three.
The next one was already at school, I was afraid to repeat what adults could scold me for.
My father had videotapes with erotic and pornographic content in his closet, which I later used for pleasure.
This is an indescribable delight, but it is also pain from the fact that I am doing something indecent and hiding it from others.
I didn’t know then that everyone was doing this.
I did not yet understand that even the most holy person is, in fact, none other than a hypocrite.
He also locks himself in his room and masturbates, driving himself into a frenzy; he simply carefully hides this behavior from his students.
No, I’m not arguing, there are very depressed people who have been so shamed that at the mere mention of “sin” they immediately become indignant and turn red as a tomato. Not only do they not masturbate, but they most likely do not experience orgasm at all.
In my opinion, one should be wary of masturbation not because of the opinions of others, but because it diverts all attention inward, thereby holding back a person from realizing his abilities and talents, from actions and attention outward.
But, if you are alone and have never experienced an orgasm in your life, then you should listen to your body, look for the right points, places, the right impact on them, and bring yourself to bliss.
Once, twice, to find out your capabilities. No perversion, no harm to yourself or anyone else. Just have fun.
It’s a funny situation — they convince us that we should love ourselves, but they make it difficult for us to love our body.
“I love my intellect, but my genitals scare me.”
“I like that guy over there, let him love me, and I will love him” — this is where a painful dependence on men arises. A woman does not love herself, does not excite herself, so the only one who can benefit from her is the one who is aroused by her. This one disappears, happiness disappears.
Ha. Have you seen this in yourself? Who had this?
I have had. If a woman does not see herself as a sexual object, she will depend on the attention of someone who
