The F word.

IT'S 2015!

And that my friends, is all I have to say about the new year. :P ALSO: I know, I never post here. But privacy on my end of the screen is... iffy. Plus I am super paranoid about people reading over my shoulder, because I don't have the most open-minded people surrounding me...

ANYWAYS! I thought we would start the year off with something... well, something straight to the point: WHAT TURNS ME/YOU ON???? And not just who, but WHAT? Yes, I am gonna talk about fetishes. Because I feel like most people have one, they're just too embarrassed to admit it. I happen to have a couple (Although that list is kind of growing...). But, in the interest of my reputation (And based on past experience), I am going to choose NOT to share them. But rest assured, I am on the freakier end of the spectrum.

So, what exactly is a fetish? Different people will tell you different things. I classify a fetish as something a bit different/strange that gets you hot/horny/turns you on. But the official urban dictionary definition is: "A sexual fixation or obsession with a usually non-sexual object."

And that can be anything from as mild as feet or panties to something as kinky/bizarre as AB/DL or Omorashi. Now, I'm not gonna say all of them are exactly healthy (Like there are some involving choking, blood, death...), but it's up to you to decide whether or not it's healthy, safe, and what's right for you, youur body, and your partner. And ya know what? If you have a fetish, it is OKAY TO HAVE IT. My mom would have you believe that it's against religion and a whole bunch of other garbage. But it's OKAY. I remember how hard it was for me to accept my fetish(es). It lead to a lot of self-hatred/an eating disorder. I lost friends over it because it slipped out. But it took someone very special to convince me it was okay, healthy, and just makes me special.

And honestly, what turns you on is you and your partner's business, just like who you choose to love is your business. What goes on in the bedroom is totally up to you and your partner, and how you choose to express your love is totally up to you. Get creative! (Just make sure you are safe, take preventative measures to ensure no STD's are spread or, if you are in a heterosexual relationship, that no babies are made! ;)

Alright, question of the week: What's the most bizarre fetish you have heard of? Let me know in the comments and on twitter (@minionluv23).

That's all I got for ya this week! Next week we'll get back to the normal sexuality stuff. But this is a post that's been on my mind for months, and I wanted to share my thoughts on fetishes.

And Remember:
Minion Luvs u! <3

NOTE: I am, in no way, a medical professional, and I am still a virgin. It is up to you and your partner to decide what is right and safe for the two of you, and between you and your doctor as to what is right for your body, and whether or not you are healthy enough for sexual activity. I take no responsibility and am not liable for any bad choices. So please don't sue me. kthanx! :)

Sexuality in the workplace

So.... I miiiiight have a problem with thinking before I speak sometimes.

Usually it doesn't end TOO badly.... at least it hasn't yet. :/ Anyways, that's not the story I want to tell you. I want to tell you what happened at work tonight.

So, just for a little bit of back story, I work at a clothing store, and I happen to be REALLY good at my job. Tonight, the store was just a complete and total disaster. We were lucky someone else had come in to help us. So we were all talking after we finished with the last customer, and my gay co-worker kind of admitted to liking girls too. He said he's just attracted to people. It doesn't bother me in the least.

But then, for some reason, I felt the need to say, "Whelp, he's not the only one." Now up until this point, the only person that knew was the manager. But the new girl was there and she found out too. And it's my own damn fault for opening my mouth. But thank GOD she didn't freak out. She actually kind of had a feeling, which raises a whole NEW set of questions.

Do I exude something that makes people think I'm queer? If I do, does that mean I really am? And where does that leave my mom's arguments? But the whole thing made me kind of grateful that my workplace IS a safe and open-minded, non-discriminatory place. I realize it's NOT the same everywhere, and it can get awkward when you work in a clothing store with a mostly female staff. I'm just.... grateful. And it made me feel good to not have to defend myself for once when the subject of my sexuality was brought up.

Maybe there is hope in this world after all.... just not in my house. :/

Until next time lovelies.
-Minion

Fear.

Alright, so..... I may be one foot in the closet and one out.

I mean my parents kind of know, but...... we (and by we I mean mostly I) sort of make it a point not to talk about it. :/ It's kind of the best situation for everyone. But lately..... Things have been happening.

I've been dreaming about boys, but.... I've been making slip-ups. And they've been happening in front of my brothers. Like today, my mom and brothers were talking about my cousins and how we never see them (A totally different topic we'll get to at a later date), and I said, quite literally, "Don't worry Mama, soon you'll have my girlfriend's family to hang out with." IN FRONT OF MY TEN YEAR OLD BROTHER WHO DOESN'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THE WORD LESBIAN MEANS. And I'm not ready to try and talk to him about it and what I am. I'm not even entirely sure WHAT I am. Cuz I mean last night I dreamed about a boy. And I was seriously getting the hots for him. O.O

I don't even want to try and begin to sort that mess out. But then again, maybe that's part of the problem. Maybe I'm still half-way in the closet is because I'm still scared of what I am. No, scared is a weak word. I'm still kind of TERRIFIED of what I am. Because on the one hand, I want to have a partner, and a family, and a meaningful physical relationship with that person, and I don't really care what their gender is. But then what my parents drilled in to my head about God and how I'm damned to hell if I try anything physical and it's not natural, and all this other crap.... it bursts through and makes me scared and chicken out. And I hate it.

I hate being scared of what I am. I hate that I'm terrified to even try and do anything outside of my computer. But..... time heals all wounds, right? It's time I stop living in fear and DO SOMETHING. I need to get out. I need to get involved in something. But I can't do that without my driver's license and a convincing lie. :/ It'll sort itself out. It always does.....

So let's do something new. Since we have our own twitter (*Cough* @Minionluv23 *Cough*), here's a question for the week: If you're still in the closet, what are you scared of? If you're out, what was one thing that you were scared of? How did it work out? Lemme know in the comments or on twitter.

That's all for this week. Make sure to follow this blog, comment, and all that good stuff. I'll be back next week with something new for us to explore and I look forward to hearing all of your answers to the question! :)

Love,
Minion

Quickie post. :P

Hey gang!

I just wanted to say hey. It's almost 12:30 AM here, so I'll probably post again in the morning. But I just felt like saying hi. And in case you haven't heard it today, I love you. *hugs*

See y'all in a couple of hours! :D

(still working on a closer. For now though, let's try...)

Stay weird, Beautiful! <3

-Minion

Very first post! :D

Hello random person reading this!

Maybe I know you, or maybe you happened upon this through a google search, or maybe you stumbled upon this by accident. I'm hoping one day this will be another tool I use to change the world. Or maybe it'll just be another journal/mindless babbling from me. Who knows?

Anyways, I bet you are wondering what the heck I'm gonna be blogging about by now. Well, to be perfectly honest..... I'm coming to realize I have a same sex attraction. And if you are about to preach a whole bunch of religious crap, I'M A CATHOLIC. I was devout at one point. I wore a veil. And it is TEARING ME APART. And I can't seem to decide what the heck I am or what I want. But I want to be HAPPY. And I know that I'm gonna figure shit out, one way or another.

Anything else you wanna know? Well let's see.... I'm nineteen, I work a crappy retail job (Well not crappy, but crappy. It'll explain itself in time), and my life story is kind of.... well, again, all in time. :P Oh, what should you call me? Just call me Minion (My LGBT username. :).

So what will we talk about? A little bit of everything. My journey out of the closet, gay rights, politics (Well maybe not.... I'm not exactly liberal...).... a little bit of everything I suppose. :)

So yeah, tune in next time when we talk about..... something! :P

(.....................Leave some suggestions for a sign off in the comments below!)