Safe sex. For most people that phrase means using a condom or some other form of contraception. Some people feel comfortable having very casual sex with others, as long as it's "safe". To me the term safe sex is an oxymoron. I'm a very emotional person and condoms aren't going to help me if the guy I'm banging turns out to be an asshole. I'm going to be hurt...like really hurt. While daydreaming recently, I thought about how awesome it would be if there was an emotional condom. Some sort of contraption that could shield me from getting my heart broken, or contracting an emotionally transmitted disease. These diseases include: clinginess, feelings of worthlessness, false connection, and misguided hope. I'm not the only person who has wished that there was an over-the-counter way to safe guard your heart. Anna Danova wrote a little diddy about it.
At the same time I realize that the emotional condom would also prohibit ANY kind of connection. So, while I might not feel horrible if he doesn't call me, I also wont feel happy if he does. Life and love are all about risk, (hopefully carefully calculated risk) and if you aren't taking chances you aren't living. I guess I will just have to continue on searching the wild streets of Los Angeles for love without a buffer from the pain, but able to feel the joy.
