A Journey of Self-Discovery

For the past decade, I’ve been writing erotica, but it’s always been something private—a personal expression, tucked away in the corners of my mind and notebooks. Over the years, though, I lost touch with this part of myself. Hormones on a rollercoaster, life’s ever-shifting demands, and the unspoken societal pressures all played their part in silencing that voice. But why should I bottle up something as natural as my own feelings, as though they are something to be ashamed of?

The fear has always lingered—what if someone I know finds out? What if my kids stumble upon it? These are the thoughts that gnaw at me, reminding me of the tightrope walk between self-expression and the potential for judgment. But at the end of the day, I’m a human being, a woman who refuses to feel shame for the natural emotions that course through her veins.

The Inspiration Behind the Art

For me, inspiration comes from authenticity—people simply being themselves, no matter what that looks like. There’s something tragic about how society pays lip service to authenticity while shunning those who truly live it. Take, for example, the bisexual who loves both a boy and a girl, or the non-monogamous/polyamorous who navigates love outside societal norms. These expressions of self, of love, are still often met with judgment and disdain.

Creativity, at its core, is expression. And what is eroticism but another form of that? Whether it’s a brushstroke on a canvas, a carefully crafted sentence, or a sensual piece of lingerie, it all stems from the same place: the desire to create, to express, to be seen. I find inspiration in the bravery of creators everywhere—those who dare to bring their vision to life despite the world’s expectations. Artists like Frida Kahlo, Anne Rice, and Mary Shelley, to name a few, are among the many I admire. Their courage to create, to defy, to live authentically is what I hope to embody in my own work.

Empowerment Through Expression

Writing, even when it was just for myself, has always brought me peace—a sense of release that nothing else quite provides. Now, as I take steps to share my NSFW content with the world, I’m finding it both liberating and unnerving. There’s something exhilarating about shaking up the status quo, about stepping into a space that has long been denied to women like me.

In many ways, my content feels like a rebellion—not because it’s overtly defiant, but because it’s my voice, my mind, being expressed in ways that have long been suppressed. For too long, women have been relegated to the sidelines, told to be seen and not heard, or only to be seen in ways that fit into narrow societal expectations. So yes, it’s interesting—and a little sad—that speaking my mind feels revolutionary.

This journey is also making me more aware of how I’m perceived in day-to-day life. I find myself questioning why people interact with me the way they do. Is it something I’m giving off? Or is it simply because of the package I came in? These questions linger, even as I continue to push boundaries and explore this new chapter of self-expression.

Challenges and Support

So far, I haven’t faced any major challenges in my NSFW endeavors. I’m still working to maintain a level of anonymity, and while that presents its own set of obstacles, it’s manageable. What’s most important is the support I’ve received from those who matter most—my husband and, surprisingly, my mother. Knowing they’re in my corner makes all the difference.

Living in the Moment

As for where this journey will take me? I’m not entirely sure. I’m living in the moment, allowing myself to explore and create without a rigid roadmap. If anything, I hope that my journey inspires and empowers other women to take control of their own narratives, to do what they want with their bodies, and to express themselves fully—because it’s their body, and their voice, after all.