As the firstborn, I’ve had to “fight” for pretty much everything…
As the firstborn, I’ve had to “fight” for pretty much everything I wanted in my life:
- My first outing with my friends
- My first overnight BBQ
- My right to wear lipstick
- My right to keep my hair long
- My right to wear contact lenses
- My right to pursue the Arts steam I wanted (including intentionally failing science so I cannot have a destiny forced onto me).
For the most part, I’ve stood up for what I wanted knowing that the things that matters to me wouldn’t be granted if I didn’t speak up, ask for it, or stand by my decisions (and the consequences).
I used to be so resentful of being the firstborn — of being the pioneer/ trailblazer/ whatever you call it.
Nobody knows as much as I do how difficult it has been being and remaining a Sexologist in Singapore for so long (13 years and counting).
I’ve seen several sex toy shops, as well as sex-positive/ wannabe sex educators in Singapore come and go. If I hadn’t gone through what I went through during my formative years and beyond, I wouldn’t have the “balls” to begin much less keep at it. Sometimes my friends joke about it but it’s true, I have “bigger balls”…
