Sex

And that’s when everything changed, all the images I’d craved to see flashing before my eyes.

The talk of a flirtatious young girl, seen as innocent and playful so quickly will be turned into judgmental gossip if she’s allowed herself to open her heart to men who end up using her. As the suitors grow in numbers, the talk becomes ridicule and belittlement of her character. Now nothing but a tramp.

Seen now as an old beat down car, that’s been passed between owners for less of a price each time. Yet the male counter part, much like the owner of the car will be praised for upgrading once he’s worn down his last vehicle.

She may not be an ideal match for the male perception, for he now sees you as less than from the conquests of your life. A woman being a whore seems to be the biggest disgrace in the world of straight men. Yet they’d be happy to fuck you any day, you’re just not marriage material.

The way you present yourself garners the attention you’ll receive. A highly sensual woman confident in her body is seen as somehow a negative, even though none of the men that stare seem to be able to look away.

Funny how so many of these men can use you to their delight yet see you as something beneath them.

Sex by Madonna hit the world in 1992, I wouldn’t see it myself until 2022. Seeing a woman express her sexuality freely and shame free only further created a narrative in my head of self exploration. Reading stories that could be wrong, taboo or otherwise disregarded as private conversation meant to be hidden and see as shameful, allowed me to accept my own.

My experiences although at times embarrassing, awkward, hot, or even uncomfortable, morally wrong, heartbreaking are all tales from a real life. Whether I’m cancelled for home wrecking the family of a successful lawyer or invalidated for falling in love with my sister’s baby daddy. The life of Gia is real.

A true fucked up journey of the growth and past mistakes of a damaged person. A person harassed for existing, pushed to be unseen, estranged from blood relatives, ostracized by towns, judged for expressing her views through clothes, ridiculed for finding confidence in her sensuality. She continues to thrive in the same places you do.

When you read about me on my knees in a bar, doing coke in Cleveland in a strangers bed, riding around in big trucks on big boys, or falling in love with someone who’s learned to accept me. Whether you enjoy the pleasures of my life, or learn from the missteps I’ve taken.

Continue to stay intrigued and talk a little bit more about sex.