Not everything in my life is lingerie and orgasms.Today, I cried. No makeup, no filters, no lights.I cried for old wounds, for new fears, for feeling alone even when I’m surrounded by people on a screen every night.And after crying, I hugged myself. I put on my favorite lingerie, even though no one was going to see it. I looked in the mirror and told myself:"You’re broken… but still beautiful."