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How Writing Erotica affects my state of mind
My therapy for the effects of censorship is to write smut.
For as long as I can remember I’ve always lived daily life within a relatively thin bubble of restraint.
Thoughts that pass through my head almost always fall out of my mouth with only the thinnest net to catch some of the choicest expletives.
But in my everyday life and especially while at work, I’ve always said exactly what I’ve felt and at a super loud volume and felt little to no kickback for it.
Luckily for me, I was a stage actor. So this kind of behaviour was basically expected, even encouraged.
My offensive ranting was passed off as light hearted and half baked stand-up material that was met with encouraging laughter and polite applause.
This however has changed since moving to China.
During my first week at my first job in Shanghai I made reference to a coworker about some of the … how can I say… negative moments of Chairman Mao’s life and choices he made while he was the figurehead of Chinese leadership. I was swiftly reprimanded for my remarks.
(You can read more about that here)..
