I am sex positive. I do not acknowledge or bare the shame that has been associated with my sex. I do not feel the pressure to repress any state of my being. I go after what I want, no matter what looks are given to me. I am sex positive because as a child I was called “fast” and “boy crazy”. I was lead to believe that there was something wrong with my sexuality, that it was a woman’s secret and a man’s right. I am sex positive because my ancestors were seen as and labeled hyper sexual as a way to excuse inhumane treatment; as a way to bare the shame of another cultures lust. I feel that I have the right to express myself and my sex in whichever way I see fit. I do not believe in the slut and the walk of shame simply means that my night was better than yours. I do not acknowledge those who see me as loose, because while my “morals” may be dissolute, my vagina is resilient. I am sex positive because double standards are bullshit and I never divide my number by 2 and subtract 3. I am sex positive because you don’t have to be video vixen, stripper or groupie/jump-off to be sexual. There is nothing wrong with my sex. I am sex positive because bad girls have more fun, because there are so many things that you experience when you give less fucks about people’s opinions. I am sex positive because I trust myself and I know myself enough to know that sex is only one small part of who I am; it does not mold me into something or someone that I am not. I am sex positive because the women’s movement happened, because I live in a country where being sexy is great, but a women having lots of sex is not. Where we simultaneously frown on the veil and nudity. Where the dichotomy of acceptable and unacceptable is fluid but is always more strict on women. I am sex positive because above all else I am a women and not just a women, a black women who is sexy and smart enough to not be bound by the constraints placed on her sex.