You do mean you're calling it messed up, don't you? I'm perfectly content to let you be exactly where you are with (or without) sexuality, sexual thoughts, naked bodies or whatever -- and I suspect I'm not the only one.

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Once upon a time I noticed that when I was doing something (such as carpentry) that I didn't do very often, I'd consistently make certain kinds of mistakes. I'd need to fit one piece neatly between two others but I'd keep cutting it a tiny bit too short so there'd be a gap; or a tiny bit too long so it would need to be trimmed (awkwardly) or forced (even more awkwardly). I'd remind myself to be more careful but the harder I'd try, the worse the result would be.

Then I'd be away from carpentry for six months or a year, doing other things entirely; and when I'd have occasion to do another carpentry project, it would be as if I were figuring out for the first time how to do it -- as if I'd forgotten to make my customary mistakes -- and it would turn out fine in the very areas I'd had difficulty with before.
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I was wondering if you could perhaps forget in somewhat the same way to be what you call "messed up" -- or at the very least, forget to call yourself that.