Open Relationships 101
Mike's introduction to Open Relationships. I used to be a villager... (and still am at heart since I live in Dublin) Back then, a sex date with a guy I fancied a lot proved that I was "that innocent". I'm not sure how old...
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We don't create a lot of opportunities in our lives to share the things that shape us. The stories from the anonymous contributors below are the proof.
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I wanted to come out on my terms — a breakup from hell
“Some stories are very personal. And so this is. I don’t mind people know it, but I wouldn’t like people to know something so personal before meeting me. It is a part of myself I prefer to choose with who I will share it and when.” This story...
Turning HIV+ in the Middle East [Updated]
My HIV story started in 2014 when one of my dreams got true; I got accepted as a member of the cabin crew of Emirates Airlines. I was preparing to get my visa to move to Dubai and got advised to do some tests in my home country before moving over.
I gave my body to the fire
Touch my hands and kiss me on the cheeks Living for me has always been a sort of risk I don’t fear or praise any invisible thing My only enemy is resting beneath my skin
Drugged, raped and pozzed
I had relocated to Spain just eight months before and the change of scene from Dublin to Barcelona was beyond what I had expected. In Dublin, I lived a very sheltered life, very naive and innocent and didn’t get myself involved in the gay scene. It just didn’t interest me. When I moved here, I...
Cannot have HIV twice*
The following story was sent to my inbox anonymously through the surveys section [http://questionmark.dev.onpressidium.com/surveys/]. Do you have a story? Share it with Questionmark. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “When I arrived in Dublin, I got drunk in freedom and got addicted to my newly felt independence. – *Information on title...