original post date: 2008-03-15 13:05:27
I have said in the past that I enjoy being much more than just an "object" to someone, because objects often don't interact. However, I can also be comfortable being someone's "object of affection" as the endearing term applies a hint of intimacy. And if affection isn't involved, I can find a rather high comfort zone in being someone's "sex object." I know who I am and what I am, and we're all something to someone which is far better than being nobody's nothing.
Recently, when I thanked an online "Fu-friend"* for his comment on a photo, he in turn said my photos are a turn on for him and remind him that he's a man. I sincerely found that complimentary and told him so. My Fu-friend then said he thought it was odd that I found it complimentary, because he found it to be a rather pervy thought, which caused me to further ponder the idea.
On the one hand, if "your photos are a turn on and remind me that I'm a man" wasn't meant to be complimentary, why did he say it in the first place? Did he think he was in a confessional booth or on a therapist's couch?
On the other hand, what woman doesn't enjoy being appealing, to men or women - hell, even to herself? What woman doesn't enjoy discovering herself and what pleasures her? I'm in touch with my sexuality; some people may find that "wrong," or "inappropriate" I guess. I don't care. After all, there are many factors in our society offering up conflicting information these days to men and women about whether or not they should feel good about feeling like a man or a woman. Last time I checked, a man was SUPPOSED to get turned on when he looked at a woman.
Perceptions are often formed however based on assumptions. Just for the record, don't think you know me just from my Fu-profile. You may begin to have an idea, but I am far more than what you see on the surface. The perceptive souls may look into my eyes in my photos and see a few valid observations, but until you're standing face to face with me (as some of you have) and you're looking directly into my eyes, you barely know what is beyond the picture.
I might be an oddball. I'm not here for the rates. I take photos, and put photos up here, for myself (with a personal salute or two at someone's request). So, if you happen to like my photos and you comment on them, thank you. I really sincerely do enjoy the moment, but it is just a moment.
If you want me to spend more than a moment with you, as a friend or as the potential for something more in my life, then you have to start talking to me. Otherwise, I can't come off the monitor screen and become real.
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*He is no longer a friend; he revealed his narrow-minded, hurtful ways.
