u/CowEnvironmental3406

I am so fucking horny.

I just want a man to kiss, touch, and caress my body. To worship it.

And eat me out. Make me yearn & ready & delicious & wet. Make me vulnerable and ready for anything & everything.

And not penetrate. Just leave me hanging.

Ah, fuck ovulation and loneliness and morals (fornication is sin) and disease and soul ties and conscience. The body wants what it wants. And right now it wants to be worshipped.

Anyway, club gani Msa rd au Kitengela I can go and ogle at men?

I don't talk much. Apparently. And when I do I need a couple of seconds to get put my thoughts into words.

I happen to be a good listener and my oh my have people taken advantage of this. They just go on & on about themselves and if I try to throw in sth about me they either talk over me or just proceed to continue talking about themselves.

It's fucking tiring. I am tired of asking to be heard and I'm definitely not going to raise my voice just so you can pretend to be interested in hearing what I want to say.

So I skip some lunches to avoid sitting with yappers and intentionally miss calls that are going to end up being 1hr of self talk.

I write in my journal. And pray to God to bring my way someone who understands Conversation and will listen to me.

Q1- Why am I always nervous and uncomfortable at this workplace I am in? No one is on my case outright but I just can't get over this fear & nervousness . Like the other shoe is yet to drop at any time?

Q2- The food here makes me nauseous. I smell it - nausea, I see it- nausea, I eat it- I feel nauseous. I always have ginger powder with me in hand and I always add chilli to my lunch to calm it down.

Funny thing is, once I step out of the vicinity I'm all good. Nausea, fear, nervousness, anxiety gone.

My spirit is just unsettled.