I have been ashamed of my sexuality,
both my urges and my body.
For years I used myself as a tool
to relieve my loneliness and pain,
but my parts weren't meant for that.
They are made for my husband
to admire and enjoy.
I realized that I had
barely touched myself
in our entire relationship.
I used to know my body intimately
but turned to toys for ease.
But it was more than that,
I was ashamed of my body.
Insecurity ate away at our marriage
until there was nearly nothing left.