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TODAY DENIAL DIES!

ENOUGH!

Why have I fallen
into a denial mindset?
Why do I deny
my feelings and urges?
They are gifts
from my inner spirit.
Why do I keep my
passions locked in
a box marked "Forbidden"?
Why do I deny
the urge to self-explore?
Why do I hesitate to
pleasure myself late at night?
Why do I deny the
fantasy of exploring
the opposite gender?
Why do I deny
my amazing sexuality
and lustful appetite?
I have learned that
denial is a rejection
of my birthright, a stuffing
of my legitimate feelings.
To deny my aches and
arousal for sexual pleasure
is to admit that I am dead,
only wait to be buried.
RESOLVE!
I am releasing myself
from the trap of denial;
and opening UP to
any and every offer
and desire for adventure.
I dare to meet others
who are set free from denialism.

I hope I'm not alone!
TODAY
My denial and
hangups die
and I start to LIVE.
Shall we join hands
and start the journey
to freedom?