Somewhere in the world there must exist an institution where Lesbians can go to learn how to be a proper Lesbian.
There will be woodworking classes, workshops to learn all about the different types of denim and flannel, and an extra credit course you can take to help you make your work boots match your outfits.
The one class that is required by all attendees will be how to shake hands properly without crushing the crap out of everyone you meet.
We have it all wrong...We walk around in this hurricane we call life feeding ourselves lies to make it through the storm. There are several common misconceptions that we spoon feed our mind and tonight I want to focus on one in particular; love. See at some point we thought we had control over it and that we had the ability to pick and choose who we loved. Now I wont shatter your bubble too much, we do have some control.
You see her across the room or run across her bio on some social networking site or maybe you work with her. In your mind you tell yourself that you are allowing yourself to fall for her. But the truth of the matter is that your heart has a mind of it's own and your body simply follows like a hungry puppy.
Im sorry to tell ya but you can't control who your heart pants for. At the very least you can fight the urge and you either fall or run.
How many times have you had a partner for a while and there are things she does or does not do that drives you crazy? seriously, imagine having a dollar for every time you thought "I wish she would..." or "I wish she wouldn't..." ???
There's a reason why some self-help and support groups that help people with alcohol and drug addiction try to stay anonymous. Not everyone wants the world to know about their private business and all their dirty laundry. The last thing they want is to have some lecherous Lesbian showing up at a love and sex addicts meeting gawking and winking at the hot girls while handing out condoms to all the men.
The week has come and is now almost gone. While many of us our planning out weekend rendezvous and escapades, some of us are planning the next move in our relationships, bedroom excursions, and/or dating lives. And this is where I come in. Why ask your single friends what to do in your relationship? You’re interrupting their playtime with your drama.
Instead, why don’t you come, lay your head on my couch, and spill all. There’s no question too big or small that Spoken won’t answer.
How many dead horses must a lesbian beat before she realizes it is well and truly gone. I see how women get themselves into the same situation over and over and over. It's like they don't realize you have to unload all your bad baggage before you get yourself into a new relationship. How can you possibly have a healthy and happy relationship with someone when you are still carrying luggage from the past? And as we all know, some of that luggage can be pretty darn heavy to bear.
As the seasons come and go, we began to feel not only a change in the weather but a turning of the tide within our relationships. I am sure that once upon a time loving a lesbian was simply that, just loving her. Now lesbians come in as many personalities as flavors of ice cream and like snowflakes no two are alike. Because the vast amount of titles, roles, and expectations we began to enter a whole new realm of difficulties in regards to relationship dynamics.
Luckily I am well versed in many areas of lesbian love so matter what your vice, identity, or plight, I can help.
Okay kids, let's skip along to Relationships 101 class. All those who think relationships are easy raise their hand.... hmmm,, I think I spot a lone hand sort-of in the air in the last row. Gooooood on ya. Glad you find them easy. Perhaps enlighten the rest of us as to how to make them easy. Or I'd even be satisfied with easier.
After a six-month relationship I find myself single again and have done some serious thinking about relationships in the past three weeks since. We all have a part in the tanking of the relationships we find ourselves in and I wanted to figure out where I personally went wrong. I don't like repeating mistakes so examining under my microscope the workings of the ins and outs of what was good and what wasn't seems important. Previous to this relationship I was single for quite some time. I am not a relationship-jumper, as I think you carry around a far heavier burden of baggage if you do jump from one gal to another quickly.
I have decided that within the “closet” there are several little closets. Each with its own secret that not all identify with but many dwell within. There is a closet for those who identify as studs, those who dawn lipstick, those of us who were trapped and now want to be reborn in the proper flesh, those who teeter both sides of the rope, and many that fall into a spectrum that is as colorful as the rainbow that symbolizes us.
It seems that for many of us once we open the door of the first closet, usually the acceptance of our sexual preference, we then find ourselves trapped within another. The crazy part is that often time these closets are created by those who claim to welcome us with open arms…go figure.
I won’t pretend to have all of the answers; I think I have said that before. But I hope to at least be able to offer you some type of solace as you venture out of the door.
We are always complaining, or at least I am, about not having the civil rights we deserve. Those complaints are valid ones. LGBT individuals can still be fired in most states simply because of his or her sexual orientation, gender identity, or gender expression. Same-sex couples cannot marry in most states and even when they can their marriages are not recognized by our federal government thus denying them over a thousand rights and benefits available to heterosexual married couples. Our LGBT youth suffer from bullying and homelessness at higher rates than their heterosexual counterparts. Any way you cut it, LGBT individuals and couples are at a disadvantage in a country that boasts "all men are created equal" (never-mind what this means for women, another story for another day).
Lesbian relationships can be fraught with all kinds of angst. Some of it is unearned and a lot of it is self-induced. Being friends with exes. How many of you just had your blood boil at the very thought of that? When someone is good friends with an ex, where there is that unbreakable bond, then that should be respected. I always wonder about the self-esteem of people who worry about their partner being friends with an ex. If the ex is an unhealthy person and causes your partner grief and sorrow then by all means step in with some advice. Advice being the key word.