Orgasmic Revelations

As I get older I start to realize just how complex and complicated the female species can be. We are one fucked up gender. No wonder men have such a hard time understanding us. One moment we are giggling, flirtatious and happy and the next minute we’re bawling our eyes out after the craziest orgasm. Explain how an orgasm can bring a woman to tears you say? I have no clue – but in the last week I’ve experienced it twice.

This afternoon I was ready to throw punches I was so angry at the world. Everything, and I mean down to the tiniest little thing was driving me INSANE. I couldn’t even love on my lovable dog because I was so cranky. As my boyfriend likes to call it, I was testy. As far as I’m concerned, testy is an understatement. This was more like a murderous rage. So, in an effort to calm myself down and relax a little, I thought a shower with my removable shower head would cheer me up. Well, it worked, but not until after I bawled my eyes out.

Now, before you ask, no, it is NOT that time of the month. There is no full moon. I didn’t eat anything abnormal that would cause me to react in that way. My emotional self just managed to take hold of the logical part of my brain and took me out of the game of life for about an hour. But now, I’m back and I’m in a good mood and it’s as if it never happened.

Orgasms for women are not just physical. They take us to the edge of the universe and show us a world we could only imagine. I’ve never had an orgasm that was the same as the one before it. They are like snowflakes. No two are alike. And each time, it’s a different level, a different intensity and a different universe that’s flashing in our minds. Some of them make us giggle with childlike delight. Some of them make us want to fall asleep just like a man would. And some of them are so emotionally charged that the release is followed by hysterical crying that NO ONE can explain.

I feel for you men. You have no hope against the barrage of emotions that are women. We, as women, don’t understand it either. We have no clue. But the point is not to try to understand. The point of it all is to just be. Don’t worry about what she’s thinking, and most DEFINITELY DO NOT try to fix it. There’s nothing to fix. She’s just seen a different world that she can’t put into words and the only way of expressing it is through her tears. Let her cry, hold her hand, give her a big giant bear hug, and just BE.

The greatest gift you could ever give a woman is to allow her to travel to these new places in her mind, allow her to feel what needs to be felt; and be the rock for her when she returns. Protect her from that which she needs protection from, but allow her emotions to come to the surface as they are so that she can express them fully. She will never make sense of them, and neither will you – but if you allow the freedom of expression you’ll find your relationship expands to levels you can’t even imagine. She will begin to trust you and maybe, just maybe, she’ll start taking you to the edge of the universe with her – showing you things you couldn’t even imagine in your dreams.