AlwaysArousedGirl

You have every right to be pleased with your words.

I sure do like them apples!

My philosophy with family is two-fold.

1. If you don’t think you can handle the answer, do not ask the question.

2. If you don’t like what I write in my blog, stop reading.

2a. If you don’t like what I write or don’t write about *you* in my blog, get your own damn blog and tell the story the way you want it told.

It is difficult sometimes to forge your own path, and keep going forward, even in the face of resistance or criticism from those whose opinion matters to you.

You were upfront with them that there are things you knew they wouldn’t want to know. You warned them. They disregarded. You’ve done what you can do.

In any event, thanks for sharing parts of your life with us.

You’re a lesbian? Wow, I missed that.

You know, your Google summaries really don’t say much. I went back through 5 or so pages and then through the blog search and really ALL they say is that you write about sex, like sex and review sex toys. That’s kind of it. Really.

So I’m sorry if I’m now telling you that I think your parents may have cheated.

Anyway, you’re a brilliant person and do brilliant writing and I have to say I think your kids would grow up far more well adjusted than kids who are terrorized by their parents about sex, not to mention more than those who have the kind of parents who berate their adult children about their appearance, character and sexual orientation. Not attempting to cast aspersions, but just being open minded and sincere makes you an automatic improvement.

Bravo.
Never stop writting or change what you write because of the opinions of others. I enjoy reading you too much.

Selfish aren’t I.

What C#5 says. With the added admonition “I TOLD you you wouldn’t like it. Now, you don’t like it. MY LIFE.” and if they press the issue, you can always, but ALWAYS pull out the “I’m over the age of 21. This *is* legal employment. End of discussion.” killer. And if they continue to persist, explain that you love them, but since they cannot accept you JUST AS YOU ARE, they are out of your (and your childrens!) lives. End of discussion :D

Jack and I have discussed what would be done if one of our families stumbled across or otherwise found out about our blog. Really we think along the same lines as you do, if they don’t like it just don’t read it.

Most of us can’t stay totally hidden from friends and family forever. It’s the nature of publishing yourself on the internet where anyone can come across it.

I’m glad that you’re not going to stop/change/move your blog. Even if they can’t find the value in what you are doing here, many of us do.

Your Wit, Wisdom & Unselfish Adoration of Sex in all its forms,is to be Praised, not Condemned..
If they cant see that, then, (pardon me) Fuck Em & the Horse they rode in on…

That was a really good entry. Don’t read it if you don’t want to know has been my policy with friends and family as well. If they are reading they are sure as hell not saying so.

As a parent, I might be shocked if my daughter ever penned content such as yours. As a parent however, I could never condemn my beautiful, intelligent daughter for what she writes, who she loves, or what she believes. She is after all my daughter. And I love her unconditionally.

Your parents reaction to finding your website speaks volumes to their issues, to their failures as parents. It speaks to their inability to accept you for who you are.

And for that, I am sorry.

I like Apfelstrudel, no snakes please.

Must be a gossipy god that led them to google.

I for one, am partial to your words. Thanks for keeping on writing.

Holy shit.

Literally, from the read of it.

Girl, you *are* following an amazing path and using your talents in a wonderous way. And your kids will be proud to have a mother who loves them and not just her own beliefs, and who is brave enough to stand forth for beauty and joy in this world of destruction and hatred.

It’s funny. I’m not religious. But when I read writing like yours, I actually move *closer* to religion. The thought that someone could hold forth for happiness in others as well as herself makes the world so much brighter that I wonder if there isn’t more trying to lead *us* to more.

And then there are times when I think I must be some alien species, preferring true sex to true violence. People watch the news or go to movies and tsktsk at the gore. But a penis? Or something more than a slightly titillating breast? Heavens! That’s scary! Unless, of course, the breast (but never penis! never! never!) is properly punished. Then it’s acceptable.

Please, move past this form of discourse only when it’s time and not because others are being ridiculous. You are so beautiful and inspiring.

Oh, and I LOVE apples. Especially Pink Ladies, although heirloom-ish Fuji apples are really good, too.

well damn…

guess its a good thing you moved out of their house a while ago, huh?

keep up the good work hun…

peace…

Rock the fuck on, AAG.

And don’t worry. I was a lefty liberal sex-positive Jewish lesbian in Oklahoma. I’ve had lots of people call me lots of names, and lots of people pray for me, and I’m still me. You’ll get through it. And you are a wonderful mother. That comes through loud and clear.

That’s a very charitable stance to take.
*+respect points*

Keep on doing what you do! I’m still laughing about the lesbian accusation.

My parents are fundamentalists. I grew up in just about the most sex-negative atmosphere imaginable. I’ve gotten used to taking a firm stance against their efforts to convert & control me. Hang in there. I’m glad you’re standing firm, I bet you’re NOT unattractive, and I know your kids have a great mom.

Did some casual searching around on you, it is all pretty innocuous, the only way to get the dirt would be to read the actual blog. The only thing you might want to check out is your MySpace page, which reveals your state, which is something I’ve noticed you are coy with in your blogging.

My best guess is that your parents did not even google, but someone else did, and read a bit here and there, and (no doubt in a hushed voice) dropped some hints and offhand remarks.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Satyameva_Jayate

At least you have nothing more to fear, huh?

Summaries on teh google? srsly? wow.

Perakath is right, you are free now.

xxoo,
MeiLin

I agree with THAT Guy, “Your Wit, Wisdom & Unselfish Adoration of Sex in all its forms, is to be Praised, not Condemned…” You and your writing opens peoples eyes and expands their conscious and unconscious understanding of life by showing that conventional theories on life are not the only path to happiness.

From your writing your mothering seems to be far from “grossly lacking,” to me is seems to be quite the opposite. I have grown up in a town were the mothers appear Martha Stewart perfect and have raised absolutely appalling children. There is no right path towards happiness or right and wrong way to live… believe me, if you’re happy with who you are and love what you do than that is the best gift you could ever give your children. Keep on doing what you love and loving what you do, and know that there are plenty of people who are proud to say they are fans of aag and her blog.

Bravo to you for being self-assured enough to keep being who you are. I can’t imagine the emotions you must be experiencing now, but I can say that you are a much stronger person than most could be under these circumstances.

I applaud your courage… it’s often hardest to be ourselves to those who love us the most. It’s a privilege to watch someone do it so gracefully.

<3

Ouch, conservative Christian parents.
So glad I grow up in a liberal culture with lapsed anglican parents. lol
Wouldn’t surprise me if my mother was a regular reader of this blog. But then the thought of her knowing what I got up to in my spare time is little icky.

Well done, you! Nothing I can write can shock my mum; a wee bit too much of le vin rouge and she enjoys entertaining me with tales of 1970s gang-bangs. :)

I say religion and sex mix rather well (fantasies of being tied to the altar and whipped, anyone?).

My admiration for you, aag, knows no bounds. You go!

I am a pervert and sometimes you shock me. But we are in cyberspace! What I read here, I have to understand, has the possibility to be exaggerated, false, or maybe even true???

Cyberspace = anonymous.

Anonymous = possible untruths

possible untruths = read with a grain of salt

keep writing and I will keep reading.

I hope that I never find my girl’s blog!

Be true to thyself. Words to live by and advice you are clearly following. Parents or no parents, you gotta be yourself, not their ideal version of you. The fact that they can’t accept you the way you are is appalling, especially since they are making judgments on SUMMARIES of your writing, not the real deal. Perhaps if they were more fully informed they would see how talented a writer you really are, regardless of content.

Talentless??? A bad Mother???

Not in this lifetime.

Keep on keepin’ on girl.

it’s saddening that your parents reacted the way they did, but understandable. i’m sure my parents and relatives would react the same way if they ever found out what they shouldn’t. you’re right of course, that they should have stayed away.
now that this has happened, who knows? maybe this was the initial knee-jerk reaction to the er, shocking discovery. your parents might cool down enough to read this blog and realise what a success this blog is. you have a lot to be proud of.
also, i admire your courage and determination to continue blogging despite this nasty experience.
chin up, girl (:

My first reaction to this post was outrage. Outrage at “those people” who are so quick to condemn when it was their indiscretion who brought them to the fodder they’re using for their canon. How dare they begin to tell you what kind of parent you are when they haven’t even READ the fucking blog? How dare they make judgments based one line summaries of articles they haven’t taken the time to understand? That gets me SO incredibly angry, you wouldn’t believe.

But then again, they aren’t my parents. And I understand, as most of us do, what it feels like to try to live up to parents’ expectations of you. It must have been devastating to hear them say those things.

I hope your children are better people for having been giving the understanding that they have choices in how to live their life.

Wow. Who needs Google when God’s giving site directions? (But does God give good satellite map?)

By promoting a sex positive community, you are helping thousands of other women to realize that they do not have to feel unsexy or stifled by society’s visions.

Thank you for keeping this site up AAG.

Wow, your parents are blatantly disrespectful to your request not to find you and they did it anyway?

You’re not doing anything illegal they need to get over it and frankly my dear girl, if anyone ANYONE at all needs to be ashamed of their actions and what they do, it is they.

And though my opinion matters little in the scope of things, I don’t think I’ve read anything you need to be ashamed of, except your parents actions…that is a shame..SHAME ON YOU AAG’S PARENTS!!! SHAME!

How difficult this must be, but how proud you must be of yourself! You are a remarkable mother, woman and sex goddess. I’m so happy that you are content and sure of yourself NOT to hide, NOT to stop blogging and NOT to question what makes you, YOU.

You many not have made a favorable impression on your parents, who were forewarned, but you’ve sure a hell made a positive and very favorable impression on this reader.

You ROCK! ;)

Good for you honey!! Sometimes we just gotta say,”Hey I’ ad adult, and you don’t have to like it!”
xoxo

yeah, I meant “I’m an adult”

Girl, are you making the Baby Jesus cry? Somehow I doubt it. Jesus seemed like a cool dude. And he did say love they neighbor…

I admire your attitude. You are a inspiration to all of us.

you write very beautifully on a subject that must be chilling to handle.

All the other things you write about … well, that comes across as beautiful and HOT :D

best wishes

I’ve worked at two search engines and all I can tell you is this:

I just want to know, “What the &*#% were your parents searching for that lead them to your blog?” (Maybe their minds aren’t as vanilla as you’ve been led to believe?)

I adore your writing and I hope that this breach of privacy doesn’t change your stride one iota.

Abby - you’re like me. But in a different state:)

AAG -
You rock. Keep it up. I’m so glad you’re not going to bend or break.

It was like when J told me that I’d written some things that had upset him, and he needed to cut me out of his life for a while to deal with things (facebook, myspace, livejournal, etc). I told him fine, but to stop reading my blog. That I wasn’t going to block his IP or anything, but seriously, if he wanted me out of his life, stop being an idiot about it and readiing my blog even though it apparently upset him.

People have no common sense.

The geek gets a bit of a grin considering the apoplectic fit (sp?) his parents would get reading this and the contrast to how The artist’s mom would react. You should be proud of your body of work and its none of their business.

Aw, your parents sound like mine.

You are brave, honest, and one of my online blogging heroines. It isn’t fair what they’ve done to you, but their shortcomings certainly aren’t yours. I think you’re wonderful, that your blog is wonderful, and I’m glad you’re going to continue writing. *hugs*

You are on the side of right. nuff’ said

“Judge not……”

You rock, AAG. We lurve, adore, crush upon, admire, and are thankful to you. I’m glad that you are strong enough to keep going despite shame or *whatever* it is that your parents tried to bring into your home.

If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be getting sex toys in exchange for reviews & my world would probably be quite a bit less shiny than it is today.

Thanks :)

I believe that most people have been in a position or two where not only do they disagree with and risk disapproval from their parents, but they then face the choice of bowing to the parents wishes, or stating and defending not only their own way of life, but themselves as autonomous free human beings. It is a difficult but in my opinion, ultimately self defining and very empowering to logically and compassionately tell you parents that you love them, but it is your turn to live life. Were you my daughter, I would congratulate you on living through so much pain and sadness without becoming bitter and withdrawing from life. I would tell you that I certainly may not be comfortable with what you are sharing, but I am so glad for you that you seem to be finding peace and joy in life. I have a very difficult relationship with my own daughter, but the thing I wish for above all else is her happiness. Soak up the love from all of these people. It doesn’t make the comments from your parents any easier to bear, but a respite from negative judgment is always good.

“(But does God give good satellite map?)”

God’s Positioning Service? lol

You know my first thought when I read this? Obviously God follows your blog! That’s great news - you’re heaven-read :)

(Me, I seem to have a following by Lucifer, but I’m quite happy with that …)

I love you dearly, you’re full of talent, and your parents are twits. Mr Mugglewhump will see to them, I’m sure.

xx Dee

I feel for you aag. I’m always amazed at the size of the sexual chasm between generations.

I have secrets. Sexual fetish secrets. They’re 80% in my head, 19% on my harddrive, and 1% on my credit card.

Should someone in my life - partner, friend or family - happen upon my secrets by accident or pryingness, I’m sure my reaction would be predictable. I would defend unto death my right to think how I like in the privacy of my home with the money I have earned. If they couldn’t understand or reconcile their disapproval, I don’t think I would care to associate with them any more. Even family. I just couldn’t. I wouldn’t know them.

Of course, this reaction is anticipated with the belief that they while they may be surprised to learn how wide the spectrum is of what gets me ticking, they wouldn’t care after a moment’s thought, and our relationship would be unchanged.

But, tellingly, I make efforts to hide my secrets.

http://www.websiteoutlook.com/www.aagblog.com

sdays your site is worth over 17thousand dollars. if that helps at all.

Ahh, AAG, your ‘rents are limited by what they believe and the box that they were put into as children, when it sounds like you’ve spent your life(or at least the last many years) trying to do away with any limits that don’t truly feel like you.

I, for one, deeply regret the pain that they have caused you. We ALL want to feel the love and support of our parents and yours really let you down.

May you soon get to a place of painless acceptance of their narrow mindedness. If they don’t love you, the hell with ‘em. You’ve got all of us-your readers- and untold numbers of friends.

That’s all? No way. :)

Reading this post made me realize how fortunate I am in that most of my relatives are deceased. Since I rarely speak to those who are among the living, Christmas shopping is a breeze.

But to hear my parents call me an unattractive talentless damned-to-hell lesbian was painful.

Indeed. May I say that you would be remiss in not returning the favor? Since your parents have limited their reading to three word summaries, I recommend a post entitled Happy Mother’s Day! which links to the comments submitted by your readers’ for this and the preceding post. It is only fair that you let your parents know what your readers think of them.

Since your parents chose to deny you the praise you deserved, I’ll offer mine.

How hard you must have worked on this? Your site is beautiful and professional. And the fine quality of the writing, even though you are always worried about money and cutting down trees. In the midst of your wry humor, there’s understanding and maturity and common-sense. You should be proud of yourself and, if I was your mother, I would be proud of you.

I’m so sorry to hear of your parents reaction to finding your site.
I don’t know why, but I had always had the feeling that they knew what was here, but they stayed away by choice. I think it might have been with the ex. I think you mentioned that they had seen his blog, so I assumed they knew of yours.
Anyway, I find I like the entries about your family, and life, More than the personal ones. I think if they take the time to focus on this side of your life (which they should) they may slowly come around. I know what I have to say is of no consequence, but I hope the little encouragment I throw in might help.
Thanks for allowing us into your life. Your writing is wonderful and insightful.
Thanks again

So, their Invisible Friend told them where to look? What do we think of people who hear voices telling them what to do? Yes, they’re delusional and need help.

But staying with the religious theme, maybe they’ve been reading their black religious book rather selectively. The section that immediately came to mind regarding your parents was, ‘Thou hypocrite, first cast out the beam out of thine own eye’.

All religions have major hang-ups with sex and intimacy, and THAT is the true shame in this situation. They’re all death cults, offering misery, shame and subservience throughout our lives on the promise that it’ll all be OK when we die. Yeah right.

I, too, would like to say how much I not only enjoy your blog but that your open, joyful promotion of sex wonderfully contradicts the shameful messages we - especially women - often hear from so many.

Ugghh!! I feel for you….some things are better unknown for some people. I am reminded of the time my mother walked in on my bf going down on me with great enthusiasm. Ermm. 15 years later, and I can hardly think of it still.
I’m so sorry you got the response you did…and I admire your resolve. Never forget all the inspiration and hope you’ve given to so many people. Me, among them.

I’m late to the party here and probably everything worth saying has been said. Still, I HAVE to tell you that you are awesome and strong and I am throughly impressed that you have managed to not let your parents’ views and harsh, misguided words get to you. You know who you are and are (rightly) proud of yourself. It’s inspiring.

I have no contact with my parents. I have no idea if they’ve located my writing on topics that they really should not know about. But, I don’t care, and I don’t care what they think about it either, because I don’t talk to them and thus I don’t have to know how much they disapprove of me.

Frank Zappa, who also had no contact with his parents throughout his adult life, said it best:
“If you wind up with a boring, miserable life because you listened to your mom, your dad, your teacher, your priest or some guy on TV telling you how to do your shit, then you deserve it.”

Zappa was right, but he also tended to put things in a pretty acerbic and negative way. Although the positive, uplifting flipside of it is true too:

If you want an exciting, wonderful, joyful life, don’t let anyone tell you how to do your shit.

i have been thinking about this post for several days now

i’ve been trying to think of something to say

i can’t

i hurt for you, AAG

i hurt for you