When I feel like I have an article that is perfect for the “Human Parts” publication, you go in a less literal way. But I tried to write down what was unique to my life and I kept hiding for a while. My anatomy seems to be guiding the process of my life, not the way it is done to most men.
I think of it as a “sugar baby” most of my adult life. For those unfamiliar with the term, a sugar baby is usually a young and attractive person, eventually accompanied by an older and wealthy person, which in turn provides them with a luxurious lifestyle. Usually a young woman with an older man.
In my case, it was when I was 21 years old, when I was romantically involved with a woman from my 17 year old. I hate to characterize our relationship by exerting financial motivation because she is a beautiful person and to this day I have my own place in my heart, but the financial aspect is undeniable. She told me at that young age that I didn’t have to work, she paid all my bills, bought me a brand new truck, and got me her money – sometimes in a separate $100,000+ tax-free year.
Although I have always regarded this relationship as a serious matter, I believe she is…