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My Orgasms and I Are That Powerful

I’m not alone and hope to help more women take power into their own hands for better health and well-being

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Reflection: December 26th 2023

This story is not your typical story because I am writing it like I would write in my journal, which affords me a degree of freedom that I wouldn’t otherwise feel. I absolutely love this and look forward to writing more stories in this vein.

It’s been almost two weeks since I have written and published a story on Medium and I’m feeling pent up, just as I tend to feel when it’s been more than a couple of weeks since I last had an orgasm.

Half the time that I decide to stimulate myself to the point of having at least a few orgasms within a relatively short period of time, it is because I am stressed or not feeling well in some way, as was the case last week.

It’s been almost two weeks since I have written and published a story on Medium and I’m feeling pent up,

I spent the better part of December sick with pink eye, which was shortly followed by the worst stomach virus I ever experienced. I was a cranky, miserable, and frustrated bitch. My boyfriend was extremely kind and compassionate with me but I knew I started getting on his last nerve.

When he left to go to his parents, where I planned to join him two days later, I was happy to be alone in my misery. I do not like company when I am a miserable, hot mess. I could smell my own funk, in body and mind, and was grateful to have the time alone to gain some semblance of myself back.

There was a lot that I still wanted to do and I had little energy to do it all. However, getting it all done was a must, not an option.

It was exhausting in every sense of the word and I reminded myself that no one else was making me do anything except me. It was important to me to make little gift bags for all of my co-workers, as well as hand-painted Christmas ornaments for most of my friends and family.

I chose to do these things, happily and willingly. However, despite my best efforts to manage my stress and keep my immune system strong, I got terribly sick. I don’t think I had ever thrown up so much within such a short period of time in my life.

I felt like a shell of myself by the time I finished wrapping the very last of the presents. It was the night before Christmas Eve and I was alone, holding on by a thread.

It occurred to me that I should make myself orgasm in order to help boost my immune system, and flood my body with oxytocin that is known in the scientific community, well, at least among certain people, to counteract stress and protect the heart.

It had been a couple of weeks since the last time and I knew it would help. I was not in the mood but I pried myself off the couch to get my vibrator and boy am I glad that I did!

I swear it helped restore me in every way, as it always does.

It is a gift that I give myself and that I wish every woman would give to themselves more often. I have heard so many men talk about their need for sex and orgasms on a regular basis since I was a teenager. However, I rarely hear women talk about their need for orgasms.

It is a need indeed.

It occurred to me that I should make myself orgasm in order to help boost my immune system

Sometimes I think about going back to school to get my Master’s degree in order to have more credentials, and help women claim this experience for themselves. Maybe I am biased but I feel like it is much easier for men to talk about and make time for their sexual satisfaction, as far as orgasm go, than women.

I wonder what the world would be like if more women had orgasms on a regular basis. If it was talked about and encouraged. It’s hard enough living in our current world simply being a woman who gets a regular period.

If men got a period and had to deal with the constant ups and downs of hormonal changes and the pains of cramps when ovulating or bleeding, society would be different. Of this, I am convinced.

After I had several orgasms, and decades of being able to pleasure myself in this regard, I was still astonished at how powerful and amazing I felt as a human being who was capable of such experiences.

The next day I felt more myself, healthier, relaxed, centered and more vibrant than I had for too long.

I wonder what the world would be like if more women had orgasms on a regular basis. If it was talked about and encouraged.

I believe that knowing myself that well and taking care of my needs like that is one of the best gifts I can give myself, whether I’m in good or bad shape. How I hope to help support and encourage more women to do the same in their own way.

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