I'ma just let the AI summary do the work for me here:

Courtney Brame shared personal updates, including moving to Brooklyn, ending the Something Positive for Positive People podcast at episode 399, and realizing they are not polyamorous due to the inability to sustain multiple long-distance relationships with equal investment. Courtney also discussed the enlightenment gained through Brazilian Zouk dancing, the challenges of blurring the lines between friendship and sexual relationships, and the importance of establishing appropriate relationship boundaries as advised by a relationships coach. Furthermore, Courtney introduced the philosophy of "atomic living" to prioritize aligned opportunities and self-sustainability, acknowledging the need to find new ways to process challenges given the scheduling difficulties with his therapist.

What receives our emotional intensity manifests into form. We develop an identity that becomes an attachment to that form by relationship. The greater the emotional intensity created by the raw material (our time, resources, energy, money, awareness, presence), the more disconnected we become from our true nature. The nature of a thing is more important than the form of a thing, per my man Brok from God of War Ragnarok. Our role in this is to attach, do nothing, release, and in that rhythm, hold true to our core idenitty. Hopefully this makes more sense as I talk through it.

In this episode of Selfed, I set out to talk about sex and ended up reflecting on reciprocity. Through the lens of the 69 position, I explore how life is a dance of giving and getting, of learning to balance energies that often feel off, especially after grief, loss, and transition.

I share the aftermath of a breakup that shook the ground beneath me literally and figuratively. From moving across the country three times, losing my home in a tornado, to letting go of a community I once gave to and received from, I’m coming to terms with the cost of identity in spaces that were never truly mine. I draw parallels between corporate spaces and sex education circles where shared language isn’t enough when shared identity takes priority.

This is a vulnerable reflection on longing, misrecognition, and the truth that not everyone reciprocates. I name the discomfort of realizing some people I thought were friends weren’t, and the truth that if folks wanted to hear my side, they would have asked by now.

So here I am, 69-ing with life. Givin’. Gettin’. Learning. Trusting myself to do my own thing. Choosing spaces where reciprocity and accountability are the baseline, not the exception.