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Insecurities, the Millennial way

I hate to admit it sometimes, but sure, I’m a millennial. I fall into that group of young people born in the heavily technically influenced world that we are in today. So because of that, we develop new ways to old habits.

Insecurity

Let’s discuss.

Probably one of the most recognizably practiced characteristic of insecurity in millennial relationships are cell phone related. We live our lives through our mobile devices. This I cannot deny! It’s how we communicate. So, when it comes down to our relationships with others, our phones are the first source for information. But, why when we get hit with the,

“Let me see your phone…”

…we freeze and feel offended? An invasion of privacy? Got something to hide? Maybe you find yourself in a mixture of both. Either way, the question comes from the other party feeling insecure. Insecure that there possibly be a chance that something is going on that you are unaware of. Fear of the unknown. Fear of deception. Doubt will always be something in the back our minds, it’s human nature. But, we as humans have the mental ability to forcibly overcome those fears. It takes something called Trust. Easier said than done, of course.

Give someone you trust until they give reason to not have your trust; not a thought, a feeling, or an inkling. If you wonder what your significant other is up to, simply ask. Use your ability to inquire. If you’re told that nothing is to be revealed, let it be just that. Trust. That other person should respect you and the relationship enough not to have anything fishy going on behind those closed doors. See, respect is a big deal in any relationship. If there’s no respect established, there is nothing. Respect is foundational.

Small lesson in respect, sorry for getting off topic lol.

Anyway to sum it up, if your significant other doesn’t respect you or the relationship, there will be doubt and doubt leads to insecurity. BUT when in doubt, simply ask and take it from there.

Have the itch to look through your significant other’s phone?

Thoughts? Comments welcome.

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My First Time

I recall my first time with a condom, I was 16 or so. I went in to buy a packet of condoms at the pharmacy. There was this beautiful woman assistant behind the counter, and she could see that I was new at it. She handed me the package and asked if I knew how to wear one. I honestly answered, ‘No, this is my first time.’

So she unwrapped the package, took one out and slipped it over her thumb. She cautioned me to make sure it was on tight and secure. I apparently still looked confused. So, she looked all around the store to see if it was empty. It was empty.

‘Just a minute,’ she said, and walked to the door, and locked it. Taking my hand, she led me into the back room, unbuttoned her blouse and removed it. She unhooked her bra and laid it aside. ‘Do these excite you?’ She asked.

Well, I was so dumb-struck that all I could do was nod my head. She then said it was time to slip the condom on. As I was slipping it on, she dropped her skirt, removed her panties and lay down on a desk.

‘Well, come on’, she said, ‘We don’t have much time.’ So I climbed on her. It was so wonderful, that unfortunately, I could no longer hold back and KAPOWWWWWWWW, I was done within a few moments.

She looked at me with a bit of a frown. ‘Did you put that condom on?’ she asked.

I said, ‘I sure did,’ and held up my thumb to show her.

She fainted.

 

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