My Life Milestones
By Kendra Holliday | February 28, 2023
I’m 50 years old! Here is my life trajectory so far:
1973: I’m born in North Dakota. Brrrr!
1974: My family moves to Dallas, Texas.
1975: Who the hell knows.
1976: My brother is born.
1977: Um, Elvis dies?
1978: My sister is born. My brother throws up. I remember my first dream; I’m kidnapped by Captain Hook and held hostage with Raggedy Ann and Andy. He cuts off my foot and it looks like SpaghettiOs.
1979: My family moves to St. Louis.
1980: My baby brother is born, and dies two days later. My mom tries to kill herself several times, and when that fails, she burns his name into the back of her hand with a soldering iron. She is never the same again. A very dark time.
1981: Life still sucks. My mom is a complete wreck.
1982: My brother is born. My grandmother dies.
1983: I get molested by an older, adopted brother. It SUCKS. I get sent to therapy, and I don’t know why. I think I’m being punished. I am a victim.
1984: I have my first lesbian encounter. It’s hot and naughty. I’m 11.
1985: My baby sister is born. I drop her on her head, but don’t kill her. Skeptical about god’s involvement, I become an atheist.
1986: I hit puberty and middle school, and lose all my artistic talent and confidence. My family is poor white trash, and I am branded a zitty nerd. It sucks.
1987: My mom keeps getting crazier and crazier. It makes me crazy, and I attempt suicide. I spend time in three different mental hospitals. I lose my virginity to a 24 year old creep with a mustache because he keeps badgering me and I finally give in. It sucks.
1988: My moms tries to kill herself again. I put pressure on her slashed, gaping arms as my dad calls the ambulance. She gets hospitalized a lot, and OD’s, and gets shock treatment. I fuck around and feel very confused. It sucks.
1989: I have my first threesome. It’s perverted and awesome. I make a pact with my boyfriend to have sex every day for one year. Of course we succeed in this challenge.
1990: I get engaged to an abusive dickhead. I come to my senses and break it off with him, but not before I cheat on him a lot.
1991: I’m 18. I graduate high school. THANK GOD. I get kicked out of the house for not emptying the dishwasher. It wasn’t even my turn! I’m homeless.
1992: Desperate, I get a job as a stripper. My stage name is “Glamour”, hence the glamour shot. I have no tits and I can’t dance. Men take advantage of me; I’m only 19. It sucks. I have my first orgasm, which is pretty awesome. I am a survivor.
1993: I quit stripping and drive straight down to Louisiana to see my long-distance girlfriend. It’s awkward; after a year of passionate love letters, we break up. I move back to St. Louis and shack up with a guy and get a job at a nursing home. It sucks.
1994: I start nursing school, then change my mind. I don’t want to work around blood and shit and fluorescent lights all the time. I have careless casual sex and get pregnant. I try to get an abortion, but they turn me away because it’s a blighted ovum. I miscarry in Noah’s Ark Motel. A few months later, I am raped, but luckily I don’t get pregnant this time. I turn lesbian for a few months. I work at a nursing home, because I don’t know what else to do.
1995: I meet the man I will marry. My biological clock strikes at breakfast over pancakes at IHOP. We get engaged and go to Cancun and visit a Mexican whorehouse. It kindof sucks.
1996: We get married and settle into a boring, monogamous life. I’m 23. I quit my job at a Pediatrics ICU and get a job at a bookstore, and I love it. It’s SO much better reading stories to children than dressing their burn wounds.
1997: We go to Florida and Colorado a lot. I don’t really like Florida. Colorado is okay.
1998: We try getting pregnant. It’s not working. I’m freaking out and sex is becoming a chore. It sucks.
1999: I get pregnant, and miscarry, and it’s tragic.
2000: My daughter is born, and I am so happy. But damn, is it hard!!! I breastfeed her for a year.
2001: We move to Columbia, MO, where our marriage goes down the toilet. My grandfather dies, then my other grandfather dies two months later.
2002: I make a list of all the people I want to fuck, and leave my husband. I do it all wrong.
2003: I’m 30. I start swinging. It’s awesome. I move into an apartment and have a long distance relationship with a guy who claims to be a feminist, but is kind of an asshole. He tells me he wishes my tits were bigger, and for 24 hours, I contemplate getting a boob job.
2004: Instead of getting a boob job, I break up with that guy, and get back together with him a few times and date other people and it’s all a big mess. I get engaged to him, and then break it off. I go to Hawaii.
2005: I continue having sex with lots of people, and go through a cougar phase. I have a harem of men in their early 20’s who try and impress me and each other with their sex skills. It’s pretty fucking awesome. I learn how to squirt. My grandmother dies; the last of that generation.
2006: I get fired from my job for flashing a bartender in San Francisco after my office mates visited a strip club. I’m the only one who gets in trouble. I start sex blogging. I try an experiment where I become a Craigslist escort. It’s kind of awesome.
2007: I meet a guy and he wants me to quit doing sex work. I agree, and I move in with him and we go to China. We get engaged. I get pregnant, and have an abortion. We try having a triad and it’s great for three months, but then implodes. I break off the engagement and move out of his house. I am homeless.
2008: I fall for my current partner Matthew and take up with him. I buy my house and vow to live in it for at least five years. I get into BDSM and polyamory. I explore fetishes. Oh, do I explore fetishes…
2009: I hone my sex working skills and become a sex surrogate. I love it. I have my first MFM. I love it x2!
2010: I get fired from my job for having a sex blog. It’s the last time I am successfully slut-shamed. The silly scandal makes national news. I come out and get featured in The Riverfront Times. My daughter gets expelled from school because of the scandal. My ex-husband sues me for full custody of my daughter. PayPal permanently bans me for having adult content. I co-found Sex Positive St. Louis. I’m really scared.
2011: I’m broke and freaking out. I feel like I’m running out of options. I’m in danger of losing my home and my daughter. I’m having death fantasies. I shave my head for a legal fundraiser publicity stunt. I host BDSM fundraisers at creepy, dirty warehouses that lack heating and cooling. It’s fun, but it still sucks. I’m invited to tell my story at ideacity, which is like a Canadian version of TED. I have a public speaking phobia, but decide to face my fear, and speak in front of an affluent audience of 700. I SUCK. The audience is not impressed. I’m mortified. To this day, I have not watched my talk.
2012: I’m featured in Hustler magazine. After three years of being ostracized, I finally get a day job. My ex drops the lawsuit. SUCCESS. I go to China again. It’s okay.
2013: I have a gang bang for my 40th birthday. It’s one of the best events of my life. I also go to Europe for the first time, and it’s the best trip of my life. My daughter is now a teenager! We’re very close.
2014: I go to Japan. It’s pretty awesome. I buy a new car. I go to Europe again. And again.
2015: I quit my day job to focus on sex-positive activism full-time. I go to Alaska. I host sex demos, incredible orgies and sex parties at lakeside mansions in the country. I AM QUEEN. Everything is so awesome. I’ve worked so hard to get here. I’ve overcome many fears and obstacles. I’ve turned heaps of negatives into positives. SEX+STL looks like this now – we have 3000+ members!
2016: As a single mom, I haven’t missed a single mortgage payment on my house. My goal was to live in it for five years, and I’ve made it to year 10! We all take turns when it comes to life’s celebrations and tests. Speaking of, my partner Matthew turned 40, so I rinsed, recycled and repeated the gang bang gift and organized a party for him that was equally epic. I posted all the glorious details here! I’m doing well, thanks to hard work and a strong support system, but a lot of my loved ones are experiencing death and loss. I try and help as many people as I can while I’m strong and able. I don’t forget that I received help when I needed it, so I’m paying that forward.
2017: Made another big dream come true – went to Iceland! Was hoping to see Northern Lights, but our timing was off by a day! They had a spectacular sky show on New Year’s Eve, and we arrived on Jan 2!
Bought a grandfather clock as an impulse purchase. Time is ticking!
2018: I finally come to terms with the fact that I have alcohol addiction. My daughter turns 18 and suddenly moves out of my house. Empty nest syndrome hits.
2019: My mom dies, after years of tormenting drug addiction. Went to Cuba.
2020: Pandemic hits. My two 20 year-old cats die.
2021: I took my dear dementia daddy on an epic trip to HAWAII. His wildest dream came true!
2022: My mind is blank.
2023: After three years being his primary caregiver, my dad dies. I turn 50.
SO! What’s next for 2024? How many years do I have left? What will I accomplish before I die? I have lots of dreams and goals, and I intend to make them ALL come true.
If you want to follow my lead, I recommend many great resources, including the books The Power of Now and You are a Badass.
Stay tuned for more updates!!!
fuzzilla 2015-07-14 13:47:49
What an adventure!
You look like Laura Palmer (Twin Peaks) in the pic between ’92 and ’93.
Sandy 2015-07-14 23:54:40
Wow, you have more than enough material for a book and a movie. In fact, one woman wrote a whole book about just one thing you did in 1989, sex every day for a year: “365 Nights: A Memoir of Intimacy” by Charla Muller, Betsy Thorpe, 2008. Have you written about that experience? Did it improve things, or become a chore? Of those of us who wouldn’t mind doing that, we’re not likely to have a spouse who would agree to it, much less follow through.
Kendra Holliday 2015-07-15 05:04:44
I was just a teenager when we did it, so it was easy, a sport, a fun challenge. I remember the days when I would have school until 3pm and then have to work from 4-10pm, so we only had about 20 minutes to squeeze it in on those days!
Kendra Holliday 2015-07-15 05:11:11
This was such an interesting exercise! YOU should try it – I sit back and think about all the phases and trials I’ve been through. PHEW!
angela 2015-07-19 04:30:52
wait – you had sex every day for a year, and your first orgasm was after that??!!
Kendra Holliday 2015-07-19 05:49:17
Yep! I wasn’t taught by myself or others about pleasure and being in tune with my body and finding out what felt good for me – I just jumped right into pleasing others and scoring. I would say in my early days, I had sex for the wrong reasons. It was still fun, exhilarating, etc, but I often used it for attention, to rebel, to show off, even for revenge.
There’s a book on my shelf I’ve been meaning to read – it lists all the reasons women have sex.
Joan Price 2015-07-20 11:56:03
Wow, Kendra. I knew some of your story, but far from all of it. I am so impressed with you, dear woman, for emerging into the strong, beautiful, proud woman I know you to be. Thank you for the inspiring message that accompanies your story: we are resilient, we are strong, we can overcome, we can bloom.
So glad I know you!
Kendra Holliday 2015-07-20 12:33:40
Thank you soo much! I feel the same way – fortunate to know a strong, talented woman who has shaped her life to be a beautiful and rich one!
Mac Marshall 2020-10-06 23:10:05
Wow, dear Kendra—what a journey you’ve sailed through to a lovely island on the other side. I’m in awe of your strength and resilience, and so happy to count you as a friend.
Mikkel 2015-08-21 03:41:34
There are many things that are attracting with you. By far on top of my list is you natural courage in life. Keep building your happiness! Greetings from north of the polar circle, in Sweden
Rich 2016-09-24 00:12:32
Great. Story and so glad it has eventually become a happy one! I hope that it continues to be a great adventure.
Stephen 2016-09-24 07:46:14
I wish this could be spread to everyone everywhere, especially troubled youth who can’t comprehend the “It Gets Better” thing.
I’m actually a proponent for suicide in certain situations, but NEVER for those in their youth. Your childhood and life situations would easily have “justified” a suicide, but then you’d have missed what you have become. Not only do you have life by the balls (pun intended), but you have experienced levels of happiness others can’t possibly comprehend, because you have been on the complete other end of the spectrum.
And now you’re still a fairly young advocate, leading the way for others in need, and most importantly setting a great example for your own child. You have doggedly made sure she wasn’t going to see half the hell you did, and for that you’re to be commended beyond belief.
The past can’t be completely buried, for sure, and I’m positive you have crazy deep dark times once in awhile, but you’ve somehow managed to cope, to learn it’s better on the other side, and to continue to blog and inspire us all.
I couldn’t be prouder of you and I’m so happy I found this page oh-so-many years ago. I can’t tell you how much your honest, open writings have helped me therapeutically.
Algernon 2016-09-24 11:18:08
Rhett 2016-09-25 14:48:58
Kendra- I’ve enjoyed your The Beautiful Kind for the past few years and have really come to admire you. This post multiplies my admiration tenfold. We are all a sum of our experiences and the challenges we have overcome. It took a lot of courage to share your milestones. You are an incredibly beautiful lady but, equally important, you are a beautiful and strong soul. The world is blessed and graced by your presence in it.
Kendra Holliday 2016-09-26 09:31:06
Awww thank you so much! I really appreciate you sticking with me all these years, through good and bad. 🙂
Stephen 2016-09-26 04:42:25
How did you pull this off so well??
I decided to try it and I’m at 2000 words and only at age 16. Jeepers.
Kendra Holliday 2016-09-26 09:30:32
WHOA! Mine is at a respectable 1709 words. 🙂 Isn’t it a good exercise? Helps to put things in perspective.
Natalie 2016-09-30 21:21:26
Your authenticity and vulnerability are inspiring. Big love from Saskatchewan, Canada <3
Dan 2016-10-02 16:08:31
You continue to be my brave hero, Kendra!
Claudia 2016-10-23 17:00:13
Kendra, your story always inspires me, and your bravery and courage are a huge motivator. While I would not go to the extremes you do, I am a big believer in supporting the journey of everyone,especially you, as long as kids aren’t involved, and adults are consenting. Keep on staying strong! 🙂
Dragonhide 2016-10-29 09:07:26
I greatly admire you.. Always have. After all this experience you still shine brightly. Thank you for your friendship! X0x0x
Dragonhide 2016-10-29 09:09:39
And it’s quite a giddy moment to see you list your 40th birthday as one of the best event in your life.. <3
Rex Jones 2016-11-10 12:10:45
Wow, great timeline and very well written. For a woman to have been through what you have and be so positive and using those experiences even the bad ones, as positives rather than negatives is inspiring. It cracks me up when girls graduate college and they think they’ve had “experiences” and are ready for life. They have/had nothing on you when you were that age. One thing I wished you would have mentioned was the year and reason(s) you first grew out your armpit hair. I think it’s awesome that you keep your amazing body natural and don’t alter it in any way thru breast implants or shaving everything below the eyebrows. Many females are giving up armpit/leg/pubic hair removal and it is lovely to see, glad enlightened women like you are leading the way.
AlanK 2017-05-06 08:23:10
Marvelous story. By keeping each episode so brief you hit harder. I know we keep nagging you but you need to find an editor and write your book.
All that horrible stuff (plus of course the good stuff) helped make you who you are. If you could trade in ALL of it for a boring-but-safe first 30 middle class years would you?
Erika 2018-03-14 07:22:23
Girl you have lived an amazing life. Even through those rough periods it shows how resilient you are! May you continue to strive!
Kendra Holliday 2018-03-14 07:25:45
Thank you so much! I respect you and all that you have accomplished. You are an inspiration!
Rex Richardson 2018-03-23 12:50:33
Awesome story, all the more because it’s true. So glad that you toughed it out and are now doing so well. Only thing missing really is maybe touching on when and why you decided to stop shaving your armpit/leg/pubic hair.
David Smith 2018-11-09 23:00:37
I knew there was something very special about you. You have both an inner strength and vulnerability. You have grown so much stronger through your struggles. You are a wonderful person and deserve all the happiness you can get in life. I have read THE POWER OF NOW at least 5 times in the last three years. It seems to help give me strength during low points of my life. Thank you for sharing yourself through these words so openly.
Noah 2018-11-11 23:43:54
I remember when my daughter went off to college, and i was left alone. Is your daughter living in a dorm and can you visit her?
Steve Luck 2018-11-13 15:44:42
Looking foward to your next update and hope it includes good news in your battle with alcohol.
Anne 2018-11-19 08:39:18
I came across a post you did about swinging by accident, and got so captivated that I ended up on your main page. You are by far one of the strongest individuals I’ve had the pleasure of coming across. I’m in awe with your perseverance and courage. Just wanted you to know that you are an accidental inspiration and I will continue to follow. Thank you for being you.
Kendra Holliday 2018-11-19 08:57:49
OH! Thank you for that! I’m glad you found me! I appreciate your kind words!
Rick 2019-02-11 10:21:49
Very interesting! Your life is about as opposite from mine as possible! As a male, I always wanted an active sex life, or any kind f sex life, but it’s been a dismal failure! I dint have any kind of sex experience until age 27, largely because of anxiety, and the anxiety also made that a dismal failure. Well, that was followed by 33 years of failure and avoidance zero naked times with other people). When I turned 60 I decided I was running out of time, so went to a prostitute. It was clumsy, awkward and embarrassing, and I still didn’t finish. I’m torn between trying one last time to fix it, or just accepting that this was my dismal life. I should mention that I have Asperger’s, which complicates pretty much everything. Years of so-called therapy did nothing. Anyway, I like the timeline bio approach.
John 2019-03-08 02:24:09
Interesting. Wanna hear my life story, Kendry?
Jill 2020-10-03 10:44:30
Women’s stories are fascinating. What an amazing life you lead, full of learning, acceptance and curiosity about the future. Very inspiring!
Gary 2020-10-03 21:14:02
Always enjoy reading your stories. Can’t wait for the next one. You are a very interesting lady. Thanks for inspiring me.
Hector 2020-10-05 18:24:04
Cool. May I try too?
-1986: I was born.
-1990: Mom says I was the most jolly kid she had ever seen until I went to stay with her in laws for three days, because she had to go to the hospital to give birth to my brother. What exactly her in laws did to me during those three days is still a mystery. The thing is, after that, I never was the same. For one year (as mom claims, for, personally, I don’t remember any of this), I wouldn’t talk at all; I would only growl!
-1991 to 1998: My childhood. I never had any friends. I spent my days watching cartoons, reading comics, playing video games and doing other similar… childhood stuff I guess. That period wasn’t that bad, leaving aside the fact that I felt horrible every time I masturbated. (BTW, I don’t remember when I started masturbating; I’ve been doing this for as long as I can remember!) Nowadays, I no longer feel ashamed, but still my childhood was partly ruined because I had been taught that anything genitalia related was bad (grrr!)
-1998: I hit puberty. The things I fantasized when jacking off became more related to the opposite sex. Affected by my childhood bedtime stories, I began dreaming of meeting the princess of my dreams and being with her forever.
-1998 to 2004: My teenagehood. Still no friends. I fell in love several times, but I was turned down every time. Meanwhile, in school, I became better and better. My grades by no means indicated that I would wind up the deadbeat I became in the end.
-2004: I graduate from high school, having got the top grades among my classmates (too bad there is no such thing as a valedictorian speech where I live). However, I exerted so much effort to get those grades that I suffered a nervous breakdown, due to which I couldn’t excel in college as well. I dropped out soon.
-2007: I see a celebrity (not worldwide famous; she was famous just where I live) and I decide that she is the princess of my dreams! Surprisingly, I manage to discover her whereabouts! However, when I’m about to go and confess my feelings, I get an anxiety attack. My mom takes me to a psychiatrist and I’m diagnosed with OCD. I have to postpone appearing in front of my celebrity crush till I have felt better. I start medication with anti depressants.
-2008: The whereabouts of my celebrity crush change, which means that my chance was lost forever. (She never learnt that I exist, sob!) As a result, my mental condition deteriorated.
-2008 to 2013: The most pointless years of my life. I spent them doing what, may I ask? I was depressed and aggressive, even to complete strangers (one time, I even punched an unknown old lady who asked me for directions on the street!) It was a miracle that my parents hadn’t kicked me out of the house yet.
-2013: Looking back on my life, I deduce that I have wasted it and that I’m good for nothing. I start being attacked by suicidal impulses. Towards the end of that year (December), I discover something that further confuses me. Toonophilia! Yes, I fell in love with a cartoon girl. I’m like, ‘Why was I born in this world, which hurt me so much? Why couldn’t I be born in another world, where I could enjoy a happy life with the aforementioned animated girl, without my stupid OCD, without this stupid world’s limitations?’
-2014: I discover God. Due to a series of impossible coincidences, I manage to be accepted into a school for computer technicians. At the same time, it occurs to me to begin writing books. All the above make me feel God’s presence in my life. He saved me from suicide. For the first time in forever, I have goals, something to work towards. I was like, ‘Who knows? Maybe, when I pass away, in another world, God will even bring that animated girl to life for my sake. And we will live together forever, ageless!’
-2014 to 2016: I study at the aforementioned institution. I write novels which I hope to publish someday. My violent tendencies gradually disappear. At the same time, though, my sexuality further and further confuses me. I mean, can I really remain a virgin for life in the hope of meeting my animated crush in the afterlife? I soon realize that this thought makes me extremely horny. And the fact that I watch Internet porn doesn’t help either! It’s like I’m two people in one body. One is that romantic 12 year old boy that dreams of meeting his princess. The other is my more current self, a horny perv who wants to get laid with any woman whose looks are at least average. Which of the two am I? What would make me happy? A harem of women? Or a romantic relationship? As much as I tried, even nowadays (2020), I’m yet to answer this question! That’s why I’m also yet to dare to touch a woman! Who knows? Maybe, someday, God will enlighten me.
-2017: As I said, I discovered God in 2014. But which is the right religion? Born in a Christian country, I initially assumed that Christianity is the right one just because. However, the more I study that religion’s principles, the more troubled I become. And the other religions don’t seem to give any answers either. After a 7 month long existensial crisis (May 2017- December 2017), I deduce that there is no right religion, that God’s law is written in my heart, therefore, what I deem right is what He, too, deems right. Ever since, I’m a religionless theist.
-2018: I graduate from the computer technicians school, not really having learnt much, lol. A few months later, I discover self publishing and start publishing my novels on Amazon.
-2020: So, here we are. Yet to sort out my sexuality. Yet to find a job (it seems I’m 100% unemployable, lol). The future is infinite. The past is merely footprints.
Kendra Holliday 2020-10-07 10:50:30
OH WOW! It’s so fun reading someone else’s life milestones!!! Thank you for taking the time to do that. Isn’t it a good exercise? We are amazing!
Hector 2020-10-07 18:25:02
Whose life do you think was more miserable? Mine or yours?
Kendra Holliday 2020-10-07 18:41:07
Hector 2020-10-08 16:18:52
What do you advise me to do?
Kendra Holliday 2020-10-08 16:24:54
When people ask me for advice, I suggest they book a consult with me http://www.beopenandhonest.com
If you’re not interested in scheduling a personal consult, you can get lots of free info on this site, or attend one of my free group check-ins I’m hosting every Monday evening through Oct 26 https://sexstl.com/calendar/
Chris 2020-10-08 08:52:27
“It’s no wonder that the truth is stranger than fiction, because fiction has to make sense.” (Mark Twain)
Your life journey is a rare and beautiful adventure in resiliency. Thank you for variously inspiring and frightening those among us who are far more risk-averse than you.
EbonybodyworksTV 2020-10-29 07:18:24
BABY…..When you decide to write that book about your life, it’s going to be a national best seller. Can’t wait!
Kendra Holliday 2020-10-29 07:21:41
Aww thank you so much! Working on my mother’s life story at the moment. I hope I keep going with it, I love to write…
Alex R. 2020-11-25 16:32:46
I have had some awesome milestones but some of it did suck. I am 22 but don’t want to talk about all 22 years just years that I can think of on the top of my head. 2001: I was diagnosed Duchenne muscular dystrophy which sucked for me and my parent but what got me through that was seeing my first movie which was Pixar’s Monsters Inc. 2007: My first time I fell in love with a crush which was Selena Gomez. 2009: Had my first girlfriend and was my first real person I had a crush on. Her name was Erin. Then in 2011, she started not talking to me because that was when I got my first power wheelchair and was in that full time so we grew more apart because of that. One thing that sucked about it was it happened on Valentines Day of 2011. I can remember the times I went to Disney World in Orlando,FL but I will save that for another day. 2013-2017: Attended High School but never made a lot of friends, but I got really good at algebra and stayed focus on homework. Prom for me would have been nice but sadly no one asked me to go with them. Then graduated. But then a week after Thanksgiving in 2017, I get a cryogenic stroke that affected my left arm which sucked. After high school a year later 2018, find out my first girlfriend is lesbian which she now lives with her female partner. I am happy about that but sadly we are not friends anymore. 2019: Had my first sexual experience which was good and I will remember it for a long time. Just want to say thank you for your services so we could make it a safe, fun and positive. 2020: Damn COVID-19, please be over soon. Some of it was tough but I am glad I keep that positive attitude going. Enjoy the Thanksgiving Holiday! 🙂
Larry 2023-03-02 17:39:46
Kendra, another great read! Followed you since RFT story! Wouldn’t cont(r)act while married. Moved from StL ASAP after divorce, so still never actually met! Great respect for what have have gone through and what you do. You have made and do make a difference! I’ve bought books you recommend several times. Hope your journey continues in the most positive way!
And, on 3 March, Happy Int’l Sex Workers Day!
Kendra Holliday 2023-03-04 10:05:15
OH wow, thank you SO much! I’m so glad I’ve touched your life in a positive way!
And THANK YOU! I didn’t realize it was Intl Sex Workers Day! I just spent time with dear friends who are also sex workers, we were commiserating at how misunderstood the industry is. xoxo
Raine Whispers 2023-03-09 18:46:52
When I read your story, you give me hope! Lately I’ve been going through a lot of rough patches and struggles financially. I felt myself fall into an endless loop of continuing depression and anxiety. But when I read your story, and follow your blog, I feel like that I can be a badass like you! I’m not as old as you, in fact you’re old enough to be my mom lol. But where I’m at in life I know not to give up! You never gave up and you’re still thriving strongly! You are a total inspiration and I hope I can be as bad ass as you!
Kendra Holliday 2023-03-10 06:52:35
Aww thank you for this! I am very glad to be your cronespiration. 🙂
As a sensitive soul, I tend to have automatic negative thoughts, so I have to work consciously to reframe my thoughts in a more positive lens, and I’m always noticing the beauty in the world, and express gratitude. Learning to be present is a superpower!
Leave a Comment
Please see the Community Policy for comment guidelines and rules.