Clit Injury and Other Old News
I have been so bad at blogging lately. Part of it is being busy. Part of it is that interesting things happen so quickly that by the time I’m about to blog about it something interesting happens that occupies my time and mind.
I’m so far behind to tell the stories now makes them lose their pizzazz. Old news. I’ve done two parties since I last blogged; one called “Sex: Am I Normal” and one called “The Politics of Sexual Oppression”. For the second time this year I got a foreign object (suspected to be a hair) lodged under my clit hood which is mighty painful, and a ridiculous scene of me bottomless and Tyler with a light being all Sherlock Holmes up in my shit trying to figure out how to get it out without me screaming in pain and kicking him. This is my life. I got rescheduled by Binghamton University a fourth time, and then a fifth time since I last blogged, a great learning experience of the politics of allocating funds for speakers. I filmed myself having sex. And then deleted it. In my nightly readings of my memoir to Tyler, I finally got to the chapter where I was suicidal and it reinstilled my fears and anxiety about this book. I wrote last time that I’m at peace with the book. Now I’m nervous again thinking of people reading all of these vulnerable things and being harshly judged and I’m asking myself why the hell I write such personal stories and put them out there… ugh. I sponsored a Love Your Body Day event and shared to a group of strangers that I love that my body orgasms.
So that’s been the last week and a half in the life of a sexologist. Sorry it’s short and old news. I’ll try to be better at keeping up.
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