Love therapy

Sitting telling about myself is such a vulnerable thing to do. Telling about yourself, every piece of yourself, is the strangest feeling. As I hear her speak, I look at the way her mouth moves across her lips. Her lips draw back slightly over her teeth as the words flow out. She speaks with such…

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My Mom the Sex Therapist

I always thought it was a strange profession but apparently there are actual PhDs in this field. Mom even had a team of surrogates that she’d recommend to certain people with different sexual complications (always joked that she was running a legal brothel). We lived in the city, my dad was never around due to…

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