Empathy. Last weekend was my first Eroticon and the overwhelming impression was that people were there to listen, to support, and to encourage each other. Everyone held space for others and showed up with genuine curiosity…the whole experience felt like a big, warm hug (this cuddle slut was very happy).
Respect. I met so many incredible humans who have attended Eroticon since its inception. The wealth of kindness, kink history and hilarious stories these originals bestowed upon us newbies showed such a generosity of spirit.
Ownership. We all came to Eroticon owning our sexuality. Owning our love of filth. Owning our shortcomings but having an openness to learn and grow.
Transformative. Eroticon was an unexpectedly liberating experience for me. I finally made a dent in my imposter syndrome and celebrated my queerness. I thought I was just going to learn about writing…instead I came away with a deeper understanding and compassion for myself.
Inspirational. My naughty little mind is exploding with the information I took on in those two short days. Not just from the incredible speakers, but from every single person I spoke to. I have new energy and ideas for Madam Mayhem…so watch this space.
Community. The term ‘sex people’ was used in reference to Eroticon attendees on day one…spoiler alert…‘sex people’ turn out to be my people. By the end of the conference I felt a strong connection to the Eroticon community.
Orgasmic. Yeah…it was informative, but it was also sexy as fuck. Sigh.
Next time. The come down post-Eroticon has been rough…leaving that very special bubble of people and experiences feels like Domme drop. I’m not sure I’ve fully processed just how incredible this experience was, but I do know one thing…I’m already craving the next Eroticon…
Madam Mayhem 
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