Today is my kinkiversary (yes, it happens to be February 14th–I am not a romantic person so the irony is not lost on me).
For the first time I have something to look forward to. I went from just getting through the day to enjoying my life. From being the sort of person who did the bare minimum at whatever job I had to being happiest working.
Because I’m trying to make reading, writing, thinking, listening to and talking about kink and sex education my job. I want everyone to have the opportunity to find their happiness the way I have.
Realising I was kinky has not only made me more comfortable with myself and helped me figure out what I’m supposed to be doing with my life, but it’s also introduced me to some of the nicest, most giving, hilarious human beings you could hope to know. The sort of people who make you want to be a better person and whom you genuinely want to see success and you know they want the same for you.
The professional kink community (that I’ve met thus far, anyway) is a great bunch of humans.
It’s been two years of incredible experiences I couldn’t have imagined two years and two weeks ago, and I am so excited to see what’s around the corner both personally and professionally.