69
Added 2025-04-28 14:00:13 +0000 UTCAs I said the number aloud, “69…” the worry shed off me like water repelling oil. The shame of thought burnt my cheeks as the realization hit me: not every person had the same trauma, the same over sexualized existence.
To some people, without the added sexual context or scenario to accompany it, 69 was just another number. Having to worry about reciting a series of numbers including the number 69, was just a normal part of living, and not a fear or a raised eyebrow, a smirk.
Some people lived lives uncomplicated by over sexualized thought, they hadn’t grown up being told that the only importance was what they had to offer bodily or between their legs. They were raised whole and perhaps internally, focused on the budding humanity inside, rather than the external shell of inferiority.
As I stepped back inside my body, and out of thought, I felt that perhaps I could shed my bodily inferiority too, that people could see the human in me, but as I looked up from my phone to recite the rest of the numeric sequence, I could have sworn the delivery man gave a suggestive leer, as the numbers passed my lips
