So... After 20 years of recognizing something is odd about me I finally figured it out. I had myself pegged as a voyeur. I'm not. I don't derive sexual pleasure from looking.
I had never heard of this abnormality until I was looking into what's going on with me. It's like I genuinely have a curiosity... An itch that I HAVE to scratch. It's made me a DAMN good fine art nude photographer but I'm also pretty sure it'll keep me from becoming a member of clergy. And I'm starting to be OK with that.
I see beauty in the human form, in every gorgeous inch. Why shouldn't I celebrate that?
I want to make it a point that I'm NOT advocating for unhealthy sexual mental stuff. This is a burden I'll have to bear my whole life, it'll never go away. So often I think the world plays to us guys, "boys will be boys." It's time these BOYS grew up and took responsibility for their actions and thoughts. My thoughts... Dirty as they are... Are MY thoughts and don't need to bother anyone but me.
I'm more than happy to talk to anyone who thinks they might have a problem 😊