I’m going to be upfront with you.
When you’re reading this article, I’m assuming you’re not looking for sex or for a romantic relationship.
And you’re definitely not reading it to learn about my personal sexual history.
I’m trying to talk about what it’s like to be sexually fluid, and what it feels like to live in a world where the line between what’s sex and what’s not can be blurry.
And that means that this article will contain some really bad, really gross, and really painful language, not just about my sexual experiences, but also my experiences with sexual violence.
It’s the first time in my life that I’ve had to tell someone about the things I’ve been through and the things that happened to me.
And this is the first, so far, time in the life of this site that I have to share my experiences.
I want to start by saying that, even as a trans woman, I have no problem sharing my stories and my experiences of sexual violence in this world.
I love the work I do, and I love my community.
It’s also my first time ever writing about my experiences as a woman who’s been sexually abused.
And I want to be clear that my experiences are not my experiences alone, and that I’m not talking about someone who is cis, or who’s straight.
I am talking about a man, who is white, cisgender, and straight, who has been sexually harassed and physically assaulted by a group of men who have the same skin color as me, who are cis, and who have lived in this country for many years.
I also want to acknowledge that I am not a doctor or a psychologist or a lawyer or an expert on sex, and it is my understanding that many of the things in this article are based on the experiences of my female friends, my sister, my girlfriend, and other women in our community who are being sexually abused by men in positions of power.
So, for this article I am using the word “sexual” for the majority of my words.
And when I talk about sexual assault, I mean sexual harassment, sexual violence, and sexual assault.
I want my words to be powerful, but not overwhelming.
I’ve chosen to use the word sexual because that is the most accurate way I can describe my experience, because I know that people will find that word upsetting, and will want to know how I described what happened.
Sexual violence is not just the crime of someone being sexually violated, but the crime in which it is perpetrated, the way it happens, and the ways that people are able to use that violation to their advantage.
And sexual violence is a crime that is not limited to men.
It happens to people of all genders and sexual orientations, and people of every age, every race, and even all religions.
There are a lot of men out there who are sexually abused, and there are a number of women who are sexual assaulted.
And the majority—there’s a lot—are male.
But in this post, I want you to understand that I also think that a lot are female.
I think a lot people who are a part of my community are male, and they are very aware of that.
I know because I am a part a group called Men of Color Against Rape.
There are many ways that men are sexually assaulted, but in my experience there are also many ways women are sexually violated.
And so, I am going to take a look at the ways in which men are being sexualized in our culture, and then look at how we can change that.
In my own community, I know a lot about how women are sexualized.
I have been a sexual assault survivor for my entire life, and my mother was a rape survivor herself.
She was assaulted in her own home by three different men in her life, who all knew each other, and did not care who was going to get hurt.
When she was a teenager, her father would often come home from work with a box full of sex toys and pornographic magazines.
And if I didn’t have a boyfriend, he would invite me over to his house.
So when I was in college, I went to a feminist conference in New York City.
It was the first feminist conference I had ever been to, and in the midst of all the sexual violence I had been through, I thought it would be great if we could get together to talk some about the sexual assault and violence that women face.
And we did.
The panel that night was comprised of two women, and both of them were there to speak about the violence that was happening in their lives.
And one of them, who was a former student, spoke about how the trauma of rape had forced her to learn that “I am not special,” that she was not “worth it,” that her rapist was a “sexual predator.”
I am a lesbian, and