“You know, you’re not supposed to say ‘masseuse’ anymore.”
“Really? Why?”
“It’s associated with sex work.”
“Oh…”
When I was 20-years-old, I had probably the hottest sexual experience of my life. I was still living around my hometown at the time. Honestly, I was a bit of a loser. I knew I wanted to go out and chase my dreams, but for some reason I couldn’t find the motivation to do it. I was stuck and it felt like I was never going to get out. I spent a lot of time at home during this time. My mom was the type of person who never wanted to make anyone feel bad, which is very sweet of her, but also not the best parenting technique. She was telling me all the things I wanted to hear instead of telling me what I needed to hear, which was, “GROW THE FUCK UP! STOP TALKING ABOUT THINGS AND ACTUALLY DO THEM!”