Already enjoying the whoring 20s

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I’m not sure if I’m alone in this but… post-pandemic (well, post vaccine) sex just hits different. It started when I started having chiropractic adjustments. Which has coincided with things opening back up. And by things I mean my legs.

The sex I’ve been having lately has been pretty consistently fire. I’m not really sure exactly why. Apparently proper hip and back alignment has a big impact on sexual pleasure for some people.

But I think it probably is also mental for me. Most things are. Sex is definitely very mental for me.

If I had to guess I think the work I’ve been doing in therapy is having an impact. I feel like I like myself more in 2021 than I did in 2019. Well, if not that, I feel like me not liking myself has been less of a problem lately. I’ve made some friendships and deepened some friendships in panny. I’m looking for less from my partners now because I have it other places already.

I think potentially I’m also more intentional about sex now. I don’t think I’m alone in having masturbated quite a bit in panny. There was almost no falling into bed with a stranger or even acquaintance or not-close friend.

Sex pre-pandemic was so… almost rote? In that it was the thing that happened. I would go out or meet up with a friend and we’d often have sex because why not? And that sex was fun. But it wasn’t always super intimate or interesting.

I feel like not being able to fuck all my friends broke me of the habit of having sex. Maybe the sex I’m having now feels more like a choice than a default.

Maybe I’m just two years older and a little more done with everyone’s shit. If I don’t like something I’m more likely to switch it up and if there’s something I want I’m more likely to ask for it.

But it’s better even with established partners. Maybe we’re all in better moods. Or less sick of each other. Maybe we’re all just hornier because human contact that won’t kill us.

Maybe posting nudes and thirst traps online for a year has made me more confident and less self-conscious about my body. Maybe being huddled in my apartment for a year washing my groceries, fearing my food delivery was going to kill me, has put my cellulite into perspective.

I’m not sure what it is. But I’m very grateful for it and hope it continues. Here’s to the whoring 20s.