I’m the first person to admit that I find sex beautiful, not necessary for me, but beautiful. But feeling comfortable with someone and creating a certain intimacy—I find that difficult and scary. I often wonder if I’ll ever feel comfortable enough with someone to share a space I consider safe for myself, and to want that every day. Or if I’ll be okay with showing my tiredness. Sex isn’t easy either, not when you have insecurities about your body. I think connecting with someone isn’t “easy,” and the connection doesn’t always work out.











