A belly full of cheese spaetzle is an excellent way of philosophizing about the subject of self-satisfaction – which I indulged in extensively before the aforementioned cheese spaetzle. But why do you talk about it so seldom and when, then only behind closed doors and with a flush of shame on your face, not revealing too many details?
At least that’s how I experience it: My internet bubble is full of self-confident, self-satisfied people who don’t mince words online and help me to shed more and more of my blush on this topic. Still, I hardly ever talk to friends about it. About sex? Once in a while. About solo sex? Very difficult.
I’m talking almost never with friends about it. About sex? Once in a while. About solo sex? Very difficult.
You may have mentioned something there, but how, where, what exactly you do when your wife lends a hand, remains hidden under the covers. In any case, a while ago I found myself extremely astonished and delighted when I found out that I am not standing (or lying) alone with my masturbation and that other women – in my immediate environment – do it themselves too.
Why don’t we talk openly about solo sex?
Why is this such a difficult subject? Why are you ashamed of it? Why can I talk to my best friend about how disappointing the last sex I had was but not how satisfying was the last orgasm I gave myself?
Why can I talk to my best friend about how disappointing the last sex I had was but not how satisfying was the last orgasm I gave myself?
I guess it’s just the way we grow up and get introduced to the subject. Sex education during my school days was accompanied on the one hand by constant giggling and embarrassment, on the other hand it just covered what was necessary.
According to the motto: If you already have to have sex, please with a condom – and now let’s talk about photosynthesis again (by the way, little or nothing stuck to either of these).
Although I was never told that masturbation was something bad or something that I should be explicitly ashamed of, I was just not advised to speak openly about it. It was just never discussed.
Although I was never told that masturbation was something bad or something that I should be explicitly ashamed of, I was just not advised to speak openly about it. It was just never discussed.
Perhaps this the conclusion was: Will already be somehow okay to do it, but talk about would I rather not – take any chances. Not that I come across as weird.
Solo sex for more self-love
In this case, I think now that it is probably the most normal thing in the world to touch themselves and this need also natural is always there and will be.
Furthermore, masturbation is a wonderful way to find oneself and not only helps us to find out what we like, but can also support us to perceive our body, to accept it, to learn to love, to come into contact with ourselves, ourselves Taking time for your own needs, surrendering yourself and feeling – what should you be ashamed of ?!
Masturbation is a wonderful way to find oneself and not only helps us to find out what we like, but can also support us to perceive, accept and learn to love our body.
Masturbation is self-empowerment and an expression of self-love.
Of course, it is nice to have sex with someone, to exchange closeness, to kiss etc. But it is also attractive not to be dependent on anyone and to be able to give yourself what you need at any time. Sometimes short and intense, sometimes long and sensual.
Masturbation is self-empowerment and an expression of self-love.
For me, masturbation has always been a nice thing and not just a means to an end – even if it is every now and then. I like to experiment with different positions, tools and locations. And with all of this I feel connected to myself, my body and somehow also to my soul.
And since there are so many different ways to make it yourself, so many ideas, inspirations, fantasies and possibilities, it’s actually a shame that we so seldom chatter about it, sometimes very specifically – it doesn’t have to be with everyone.
Cheers to the masturbation!
