You are not sick. You are a priestess of a very old, very dangerous religion. The modern world hates that religion because it cannot monetize your sovereignty. The pharmaceutical industry can sell you a lower libido. The purity culture can sell you shame. The dating apps can sell you a simulation.
On the surface, it sounds like a B-movie trope. A cheap Halloween costume. A tabloid headline to shame a female rock star from the 70s. But the longer I sit with it, the more I realize that this oxymoron is actually the most honest description of the female experience I have ever encountered. nymphomania priestess
We are taught that these two things cannot coexist. You are not sick
I am not half full. I am not half empty. I am an ocean. I do not ask permission to rise. My wanting is not a cry for help; it is a battle cry. Let them call me too much. I will build a bigger vessel. So mote it be. And so I come. Is female desire really "sacred," or are we just using spiritual language to excuse hedonism? I want to hear the split. Let’s fight in the comments (lovingly). The pharmaceutical industry can sell you a lower libido