I’m tired of the hypocrisy. Tired of being a sex symbol, yet being shamed for my desires. I’m a woman, and I’m proud of my body, my curves, and my libido. I’ve had enough of the double standards and the judgment. I’m a beach volleyball icon, but I’m also a woman with needs, desires, and a deep-seated lust for life. I’m not ashamed to admit that I’ve had one-night stands, that I’ve explored my kinks, and that I’ve pushed the boundaries of what’s considered acceptable. I’m not a prude, and I won’t be shamed for being me.
People say I’m a sex object, a mere commodity to be ogled and exploited. But the truth is, I’m a woman with agency, with a mind, and with a body that I control. I choose to wear what I want, to show what I want, and to express myself in the way that I see fit. I’m not a victim, and I won’t be silenced. I’m a woman who owns her power, who owns her body, and who owns her desires. And if that makes you uncomfortable, then that’s your problem, not mine.
I know some people will read this and be repulsed, will be disgusted by my honesty, and will be offended by my unapologetic nature. But I don’t care. I’m not writing this for them. I’m writing this for the women who have been silenced, who have been shamed, and who have been marginalized. I’m writing this for the women who have been told to be quiet, to be modest, and to be ashamed of their bodies. I’m writing this for the women who need to know that they’re not alone, that they’re not weird, and that they’re not wrong for being themselves.
>Soulkyn