There is a phrase that has been rattling around my skull like a loose rosary bead for the last few weeks: The Nymphomania Priestess.
I’ve sat in meditation circles where women talk about “surrendering” to the divine, but they flinch if you mention surrendering to the body. I’ve scrolled through forums for women with high drive, and the language is always clinical. Hypersexuality. Disorder. Dopamine seeking. nymphomania priestess
is chaos. She is flesh. She is the "too much"—too loud, too wet, too hungry. She is the cautionary tale told to girls who laugh too loudly at parties. Her power is stripped from her the moment she admits she wants it. There is a phrase that has been rattling
October 26, 2023