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Medusa: A Victim of Female Violation and Misunderstanding

Medusa, a figure from Greek mythology, is often reduced to the monstrous woman with serpents for hair, capable of turning onlookers to stone. But behind this fearsome image lies a deeply human story of violation, betrayal, and the enduring punishment of a victim. Her narrative echoes the pain and injustice faced by many women throughout history. Medusa Before the Curse Before she was a "monster," Medusa was a beautiful mortal woman. She served as a priestess in the temple of Athena, the goddess of wisdom and warfare. As a devoted servant, Medusa had taken a vow of chastity, committing herself to a life of purity and service. But her beauty caught the attention of Poseidon, the god of the sea. Violation in the Sanctuary One of the most heartbreaking aspects of Medusa’s story is her violation at the hands of Poseidon. According to Ovid’s Metamorphoses, Poseidon attacked Medusa in Athena’s temple, desecrating the sacred space. This act of violence was not just a physical violati...

Men and I

Since my sense of worth has been punctured and my urges have been uncontrollable, I switched guys. I became a lady you shouldn't play with because looking innocent, playing with your emotions, satisfying my urge, and breaking up became my hobby. I am irresistible, sexy, and dangerous. That made me happy. I control myself and any man around me. It was revenge, so I thought, but I enjoyed every single thing I was doing, and I was so blessed with Taylor Swift. Her heartbreak songs always inspire me to do more. I became strong-hearted, went for who I wanted, and then dropped them when I'm done. I was never into a nightstand. I have a proper relationship and move on when I'm done. At least, it's decent.  2 things make me dump a guy: his ambition not being as strong as mine and unsatisfied urge. They became determinants of how long the relationship would last, but it still ended after all. I got tired of playing with people's emotions, so I took a break. I don't have ...

Object

Since I'm now an object of satisfaction, I healed by accepting that I was an object of satisfaction. The pregnancy trauma was greater, and my urge intensified. Now I'm back to my first frustration. I couldn't control my urge. I wanted it forcefully and hard. I lock my legs up a lot because I'm excessively horny. I touch myself a lot, but I am not satisfied. I inserted objects, but they were still the same. At 20, I got admitted to the university, and I moved to school. I had no self-confidence, so I really talked. Being beautiful and quiet attracted more guys, and I was always avoiding them because of my past experiences. My urge continued, and being in the hostel didn't help. Seeing different naked bodies made it worse because it made me think of porn. I kept growing wild in my mind till my body couldn't contain it, so I was up for the next attractive guy that showed up. There was no point in hiding; I want to loosen it all up and still keep my cool face.