Tell us about a thing you’ll never write about.
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Well, here I am, writing a post that I am saying that I would never write about. There’s something weird about this. I guess I’ll just tell you why I am never going to write a post about this topic. Okay. I just don’t feel that I could never write a post about sex.
I am a 60-something year-old woman who lives alone with her two dogs. I have no significant other. I have been twice divorced. I would like to find a nice man and settle down to a nice relationship. I’m not opposed to that. However, I’m not actively looking for anyone at the moment. I’m not on any online dating sites. I’m sexually active. I don’t have any sexual escapades to write about. Therefore I don’t write about sex.
It’s not that I’m not qualified. As I said, I’ve been married twice. I’ve had sex. I have a daughter who is now married herself. I have had affairs. But I just don’t feel the need to write about my sexual life. It’s a pretty private thing that doesn’t need to be shared with anyone. Certainly not the blogging community. Maybe my therapist. But not you all. Sorry.
So, no. You will not read about sex in my blog. At least I don’t think so. Not today. Well, yes, today you will because I’m telling you that you won’t read about it. But in the future you won’t read about it. Unless I change my mind.