“I will play Papa, I will be the Papa. Marietta will play mama, and all of you will be our children.” The conditioning of sexuality stands firmly on its very deep roots. You are supposed to wait until you are of age, hopefully someone of the opposite sex will choose you. You will get married…
My possessed pair of shorts
Sexual freedom to me is like my demon possessed pair of shorts, at least, that’s what my mother used to call them. They were black and green, blue and pink. On a good day you could see a little bit of brown and yellow. In short, my shorts had all the colours of the rainbow….
“Sexual Freedom”
“Sexual Freedom”, I read aloud the two words in front of my 70-year-old granny and I watched her shift uncomfortably in her chair, knowing then and there that my mission was complete. What mission was that I know you wonder, and the answer is very simple: I wanted to see whether or not my grandmother…
Sexual Freedom Must Be for Everyone
Sexual freedom is known as the authority to lawfully live with and love the person you want,when you want, and how you want without cultural or medical oppression.The freedom flows from the belief that human sexuality cannot be prescribed or legislated as ithelps us to set boundaries for ourselves and allows us to portray any…
Fluidity and expression
My sexual freedom resulted from choosing to ‘look.’ It could have been a terrible thing of course, maybe it was, plainly because of the thin line between admiring and objectifying. But at that time I had kept myself hidden from that world and did not know who I was or what I wanted. The object…
Sexual Freedom
Sexual freedom can mean different things to different people. But one thing remains constant: it is a human right. Accepting and exploring our sexuality without shame, guilt, or fear is what sexual freedom means to me. Even though sexual freedom is a human right, some individuals, particularly the older generation, view it as a sign…
Sex, a Wondrous Continuous Journey of Self-Acceptance
Growing up, sex was an omen. The picture drew by my parents, relatives and teachers was that sex equals disgrace and death. Mind you, this was problematic for me especially in my school going years where I learned that children are made through sex: so how could sex still equate disgrace and death? I was…
Talking Positively about the Talk
The adolescent in me was giddy when I read the topic of this essay because, for her, it meant this was a do over. I could say to her all the things that she needed to hear. Today, I am a 24-year-old woman. I have come close but have not yet had (penetrative) sex. This…