When I hear Radical Self-Acceptance, the first word that comes to mind is freedom, followed closely by peace.

💛 I know who I am.
💛 I accept full accountability for my life and have embraced my “flaws,” or as I like to call them, my lesser strengths and quirks.
💛 I know my worth, hold to my standards, and love myself for who I am at my core.
💛 Love me or hate me, it makes no difference to me.
💛 It is a beautiful arrival after a turbulent and painful journey of searching and healing.

💛 If I had to sum it up in one sentence, I would say: it is the ultimate collision of spirit, sex, and truth, in which a person no longer has to hide any parts of themselves from themselves.

Wait—WHAT?

Yes, I mean exactly what I said.

#storytime

I didn’t wake up one morning and suddenly want to experience being with a woman or think about being tied to a dungeon wall out of nowhere. These thoughts and desires were always present but pushed so far down out of shame and embarrassment. I didn’t know how to talk about it; I wasn’t even sure it was okay to want to try any of it.

I connected with Psychic Steve, and the very first time we talked, he said to me, "You have a secret so deep you can’t even admit it to yourself. Until you’re ready to do that, you’ll never find success." He then looked at me and asked if I knew what he was talking about. With apple-red cheeks, I smiled and said, "Yep, but if I don’t want to admit it to myself, I sure as fuck am not telling you."

What I didn’t say then was that I had been contacted by a couple about being a unicorn. I desperately wanted to say yes, but I was so fucking embarrassed and ashamed...

Now sit on that for a hot minute.

This is where I was at. This couple had done this many times before and clearly was not going to judge me, and still, I was mortified and shame-ridden to admit I wanted to say yes to them.

It took me weeks to get comfortable enough to tell the couple yes, and even after that, it still took me weeks to admit to myself that I really enjoyed it.

It was in the moments when I stopped hiding from my own desires that I truly began to find myself. My real self, the one I had been waiting for.