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I have an intimacy problem.

It's cliche and generic as fuck, but I do.

I like things to be taken from me because I have trouble giving and being given. Symmetrical exchanges make me uncomfortable.

Even touch can be difficult. How to touch, when, where.

It's hard to stop thinking.

I don't remember how long it's been this way, maybe forever, maybe it got worse these past few years being with an unsuitable sexual partner.

But, honestly (and this is also cliche and generic, I'm aware) - with the right partners, everything is so much easier.

I felt so wrapped in love and acceptance and understanding yesterday, it was almost a spiritual experience.

You are two of the most beautiful people I've ever met, inside and out. And you're helping me slowly overcome my anxieties, which is no small feat. And it's something I'll be forever grateful for.

Thank you.

**bonus points if you recognize the reference of the title (: