Misseducated

Tash Doherty

Misseducated is on a mission to help make the world shamelessly sexy. Covering topics like sex workers' rights, femtech, porn, domestic violence and fertility, Tash Doherty discovers the stories of fascinating people and explores their unusual viewpoints in conversations we rarely have. misseducated.substack.com

  1. 6D AGO

    The Ultimate Guide to Decentering Men

    Introduction “A woman without a man is like a fish without a bicycle.” — Irina Dunn, 1970 I heard about the movement of decentering men on TikTok. With zero expectations, I decided to try it out for a month. It was October 2025. I was sick of dating apps and about to publish my second book. I’d been single for three years, but this was something different. I’m here to tell you everything about it and share all the reasons why I’m never going back. I wrote this article to give us, women, a blueprint for how to be the main character in our own lives. Our mothers and grandmothers couldn’t teach us this; they depended on men (financially) to survive, and had to center them accordingly. This article is not about hating men; it’s about unlearning the ways that the patriarchy has trained us to prioritize making men happy. This pressure comes just as much from the women in our lives (aunties, influencers, our mother), as from men. After all, it was my mother who let my brother get away with never doing the dishes after dinner. Starting this process for the first time scared me. I was worried that if I stopped trying to date men, I was giving up on my dream of becoming a mother. Yet as I began to decenter men, I realized that my idea of motherhood was purely a fantasy. Facing the reality of motherhood, those statistics scared me much more. In this article, I will cover everything I’ve learned from the internet, economists, and my own experience, so that you can decide whether decentering men and trying it for a month to start is right for you. Let’s begin! 🌞 What does it mean to decenter men? Decentering men means focusing on our own needs, desires, and dreams rather than prioritizing men’s feelings or validation. We believe our needs matter just as much as a man’s needs. We take our dream jobs, move to our dream city, and live fully without waiting to be “chosen.” If we do want a relationship, we believe the right man will support us in being our fullest selves. We are complete without a man, marriage, or motherhood, and our life choices, careers, and bank accounts reflect that. We respect other women’s decisions without judging them harshly either way. In our lives, we can decenter men in big ways, such as by staying single forever, or small ways, such as following feminist creators on Instagram over trad wives. We seek content that promotes our right to choose, not content about women being controlled or subservient to husbands. It’s okay to want marriage and babies, but decentering men helps us see our people-pleasing tendencies and assess whether we’re getting a good deal. We only give what we are able and willing to give. Why did I start decentering men? I started decentering men just before I turned 31; the same age my mum was when she gave birth to me and became financially dependent on my dad forever. I had been living independently, yet, like many women, I felt that constant, sneaky, underlying pressure to “find a man” so I could have babies one day. The “manxiety” haunted me from coffee shops to house parties to bars (all the meet-cute spots). I’d built an amazing life for myself, and was about to birth my second book into the world. Yet, deep down, I believed I wasn’t enough without the stamp of some dude’s approval. I listened to Raye, wondering what the hell was taking my husband so long to find me. I had swiped through a million men (probably) in my dating app “career.” But as my thumbs ached, I considered a new possibility: “What if I just…gave up? Well, not forever. Maybe I can just give up trying to find a partner for a month and see what happens.” So that’s what I did. How to Decenter Men while in a Relationship Negotiate a Better Deal “I can’t mop the floor with my uterus.” — Professor Corinne Low, Having It All For women in a heterosexual relationship, centering your man can have devastating consequences. Of course, it’s okay to care about your man, but you still need to take your own feelings and needs just as seriously as his. In her book Having It All, Dr. Corinne Low, professor of Economics at The Wharton School, points out that while women have gained economic and job equality since the 1970s, men have not faced similar pressure to take on household and childcare chores equitably. This leaves many heterosexual women with two full-time jobs: their day job and housework (plus childcare). The reality is shocking: “Women in heterosexual marriages who are the primary breadwinners do almost twice as much cooking and cleaning as their male spouses” (Low, 2025). Gay and lesbian couples do not face the same inequities in the home, by the way. It’s gender-based b******t. Low challenges us to ask ourselves, “Am I getting a good deal?” Essentially, in your relationship, are your needs prioritized as much as your male partner’s? This could mean advancing your career, getting enough leisure and sleep, balancing household chores, protecting your happiness and wellbeing, managing commute time, and maintaining social support. The list goes on, and Professor Low wants to make sure you are not just happy, but ideally optimizing your personal utility on what matters most to you. She suggests you plan time in your schedule for leisure, whatever brings you the most long-term joy and fulfillment. Is it a massage? Brunch with the gals? To test this, Low suggests asking yourself: if you got a job opportunity in a different city that would give you a 50% pay increase, but it required your partner to take a 20% pay cut, how would you decide whether to move? A woman decentering men would advocate for moving. Or if one of your kids is sick, how do you decide who stays home? Decentering means demanding a balanced household. Please, whatever you do, don’t give up your apartment that’s a 15-minute commute to your work because your male partner is quitting his job and going on a “find-himself” sabbatical. Don’t get spun up in his chaos. And if you find yourself wondering whether to prioritize your career or your husband’s, Low encourages us to imagine that the gender roles were flipped. Would he ever give up his apartment for your sabbatical? If your male partner remains useless around the home, and you’re sick of your job, commute, and living situation, “It might be time to renegotiate the deal.” (Low, 2025) Send this to a friend whose partner needs to do more chores 👀 How to Decenter Men while Single * Pick your starting time frame. I recommend giving it a month to see how it goes. You can always extend if you’re enjoying it. * Prioritize yourself and your close friends. Delete the apps and stop dating. Decentering men means not trying to find a partner at all. For example, I stopped flirting with the random guys at parties, hoping they’d sleep with me. Instead, I’d catch up with the person I came with and deepen my female friendship. If a man talks to you at a bar, that’s fine, as is getting introduced by friends. But you’re not putting yourself out there. You can still prioritize platonic friendships with men, the gays, and the theys. You can also dress in a way that doesn’t revolve around the male gaze, because you no longer give a f**k. Wear what makes you feel happy, exuberant, comfortable, and loving your life. Try to disentangle what you think you should wear to please men versus what you actually want to wear. It’s a thornier topic that I’ve written about before, but it’s worth paying attention to. * Prioritize your schedule and your needs. In a life where your needs matter, prioritize your gym classes, sleep schedule, mental health, self-love, and prep time for work meetings. This is easier said than done, because if your life has been anything like mine, you may struggle to identify your needs. Growing up as the eldest of four children, I rarely owned anything that was just mine, and I internalized that my needs didn’t matter. Three years of therapy and two years of regular ACA meetings, a 12-step program for Adult Children of Alcoholics and Dysfunctional Families, have helped me learn to identify my needs and believe they matter (and that’s improved my self-esteem). Decentering men is about respecting your own time, energy, and space, not bending over backwards and screwing up your night of sleep for someone who probably sucks and won’t commit. Noticing our feelings is crucial; they alert us when our needs are being compromised or boundaries are crossed. Try to do regular feelings check-ins: “What am I feeling right now?” You can and should be feeling multiple things at any given time. Use a feelings wheel to identify your emotions in the moment, or even do a needs check-in: “What do I need right now?” I could write a whole other article about this, but if you’re interested in learning more, I recommend reading The Loving Parent Guidebook. The book will teach you how to be your own loving parent, including things like: “An inner loving parent can remind us that we don’t need to strive. We are already enough.” * Talk about anything else. The world is a wild and wonderful place. You could talk about getting that bag, your dream holiday to Alaska, world domination plans, or perfecting your lemon cake recipe. Personal growth comes in many forms. Instead, you’re ruminating again about your inconsistent, alcoholic, man-child situationship. Your friends are probably bored of hearing about this walking piece of trash, but they’re just too nice to tell you! When I was younger, I used to like getting all excited with my female friends about whoever in high school we were trying to kiss. Now I’m just sick of it. I have left women’s groups and avoided people hung up on literal losers. Do yourself a favor: notice what percentage of your time you spend talking about men. Then…stop talking about them and talk about anything else instead. It’s more in

    31 min
  2. FEB 10

    An Erotic Invitation to the Moon 🌙

    An Erotic Invitation to the Moon Moonrise: A Poem & Writing Prompts for Secret Anticipation Hello, Wonderful Reader, Today, I’ve chosen a special erotic poem and writing prompts for you to explore secret anticipation. So grab a pen and paper, set aside 20 minutes to journal, and let’s get started. Moonrise By H.D. 1886-1961 Will you glimmer on the sea? Will you fling your spear-head on the shore? What note shall we pitch? We have a song, on the bank we share our arrows— the loosed string tells our note: O flight, bring her swiftly to our song. She is great, we measure her by the pine-trees. Source: Poetry Foundation. This poem is in the public domain. 🩵 Share Send this to a friend who likes poetry 📜 Share Four Prompts To Go Deeper ✍️ Write about the anticipation of waiting for a lover to arrive. “Will you glimmer on the sea?” Write about a time when you stayed up all night with someone. “on the bank / we share our arrows—” Write about the music, meals, or delicious things you made with a partner. “We have a song,” Write about a place in nature that expanded the depth of your love. “She is great, / we measure her by the pine-trees.” About H.D. (1886—1961) Hilda Doolittle (H.D.) was born in Bethlehem, Pennsylvania. Her father, an astronomy professor, hoped she would become the next Marie Curie, but she chose poetry instead. In 1911, she set off for a short trip to Europe with Ezra Pound, and only returned to the United States four or five times before her death. Openly bisexual with many lovers (including the novelist Bryher), H.D. became a leading voice in the Imagist movement, whose poetry focused on sensuality, precise images and emotion. In 1933, she traveled to Vienna for analysis by Freud, hoping to process her trauma from WW1, her paranoia about the rise of Adolf Hitler (!) and her sexuality. Freud encouraged her to write about her traumatic experiences, advice which shaped her work. Decades later, we now know that expressive writing about our more personal experiences is good for us and genuinely aids healing ❤️‍🩹. Here are other quotes by her that I love (source here): “...if you do not even understand what words say, how can you expect to pass judgement on what words conceal?” “Words were her plague and words were her redemption.” “Writing. Love is writing.” Send this to someone who likes writing, please! 🙏 Share Hire me for an Intimacy Writing Workshop! ❤️ ✍️ After my sold-out workshop at Soho House, I am now looking to teach intimacy writing workshops to women’s groups, writer’s groups, corporate ERGs (Employee Resource Groups) and wellness communities. If you organize a group like this, or know somebody who does, please reach out! You can respond to this email, comment, or send an email of your own to misseducatedtash@gmail.com. I can’t wait to hear from you! I hope you enjoyed this invitation! Reply and tell me: which writing prompt resonated with you the most? I read and respond to every DM I get! Sending love, Tash p.s. I’m sharing more updates on Instagram, TikTok, or LinkedIn. Follow me! 💌 ✍️ Can we have a second date? 📅 🫦 Get full access to Misseducated by Tash Doherty at misseducated.substack.com/subscribe

    5 min
  3. FEB 4

    An Erotic Invitation to Loving Too Much

    Hello Wonderful Reader, Today I’ve chosen a special erotic poem and writing prompts for you to explore your too-muchness and wild expansiveness. So grab a pen and paper, and let’s get started. Desert Pools By Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933) I love too much; I am a river Surging with spring that seeks the sea,I am too generous a giver, Love will not stoop to drink of me.His feet will turn to desert places Shadowless, reft of rain and dew,Where stars stare down with sharpened faces From heavens pitilessly blue.And there at midnight sick with faring He will stoop down in his desireTo slake the thirst grown past all bearing In stagnant water keen as fire. Source: Poets.org. This poem is in the public domain. 🩵 Four Prompts To Go Deeper ✍️ I’m going to be honest: not everything about this poem resonated with me. I couldn’t figure out who she was talking about when she said “His feet.” Was it Love’s feet? Or was it her ex-boyfriend’s feet? I guess we’ll never know. The rest of the poem might be about loving someone who didn’t realize how awesome you were. Still, the line that really sang to me was the first one: “I love too much; I am a river” 🌊 So delicious. So juicy. So, I’ll keep it simple. Describe yourself as a river. Where do you flow? What animals and plants grace your waters? What are you like? “I am a river.” Write about someone who was too small to handle you and your capability of loving them. “I love too much;” Tell me about your sheer expansiveness and limitless power, realized or imagined. “Surging with spring that seeks the sea” Write about someone you were devoted to, yet who never gave you the pleasure or care that you deserved. “I am too generous a giver,” About Sara Teasdale (1884-1933) She was an American lyric poet who was awarded the first Pulitzer Prize for Poetry for her 1917 collection, Love Songs. I featured one of her poems for the “Awakening” chapter of The Intimacy Journal. I like that she uses rhyme to brew momentum in her poetry, but it’s not predictable all the way through. Here are my favorite quotes from the mystery poem I featured in the journal: “And that for you love held no hint of shame; My eyes caught light from yours, within whose flame Humor and passion have an equal share.” “Your great eyes widen when you talk of love, And darken slowly with a fair desire.” I hope you enjoyed this invitation! Reply and tell me: which writing prompt resonated with you the most? I read and respond to every DM I get! Sending love, Tash p.s. I’m sharing more updates on Instagram, TikTok, or LinkedIn. Follow me! 💌 ✍️ Get full access to Misseducated by Tash Doherty at misseducated.substack.com/subscribe

    5 min
  4. JAN 27

    An Erotic Invitation to Captive Love 💔

    Hello Wonderful Reader, Today, I’ve chosen a very special unpublished poem and writing prompts for you to explore the power of forbidden love. You’ll discover why the poet never published this work in a second. So grab a pen and paper, and let’s uncover some of your juicy secrets… Evanescence (unpublished, 1920s) By Angelina Weld Grimké (1880 – 1958) You are like a pale purple flower    In the blue spring dusk . . . . . . You are like a yellow star Budding and glowing In an apricot sky . . . . . . You are like the beauty Of a voice . . . . . . Remembered after death . . . . . . You are like thin, white petals Falling           And                  Floating                                Down Upon the white, stilled hushing                 Of my soul. Source: Aphrodite’s Daughters: Three Modernist Poets of the Harlem Renaissance. Your 4 Writing Prompts on Forbidden Love 🩵 Write about any secret lovers you haven’t told anyone about. You are like the beauty Of a voice . . . . . . Remembered after death . . . . . . Write about a fragile love that the world tried to take away from you. You are like a pale purple flower In the blue spring dusk . . . . . . Write about falling for someone you weren’t supposed to. Falling           And          Floating                        Down Write about the small miracles that brought you and a forbidden lover together. “You are like a yellow star” The Backstory 📜 Uncovering the unpublished poems of Angelina Weld Grimké (1880-1958) I first heard of Angelina Weld Grimké while researching for The Intimacy Journal on poets.org. I discovered that she was a journalist, teacher, playwright, and poet, and an influential figure in the Harlem Renaissance, but much of Grimké’s intimate poetry remained unpublished during her lifetime. Why? Well, works like this week’s featured poem from the 1920s, “Evanescence,” were about same-sex relationships. This was culturally forbidden at the time. I ended up featuring two of her poems in The Intimacy Journal, because it was impossible to pick just one! Diving deeper into erotic poetry, I found a book that centered on Grimké’s work, called Aphrodite’s Daughters: Three Modernist Poets of the Harlem Renaissance. This was written by Professor Maureen Honey, who recently retired from The University of Nebraska-Lincoln after a 40-year career! She is 80 years old, and naturally, I sent her an email. This is what she responded: “I’ve written a lot about the Harlem Renaissance, and Grimké was its premier poet...her published poetry numbered about 40 pieces, I think, while the unpublished is the most erotic…I accessed the unpublished work from reading her journal, held at at the [Moorland Spingarn Research Center at Howard University], and in correspondence between her and her father, her closest female friend, Tessa Lee, her young classmate/friend/neighbor Mary Burrill, and many others...there is no published collection, which is a shame. I could put one together, and would love to, but I’m retired...I’ve got copies of Grimke’s poetry in alphabetical order in files I kept from my office...Again, thank you for contacting me, Tash, and do let me know how your newest project comes along. Good luck!” It seems like somebody needs to publish these poems! 😂 Photo from a 1923 publication, when she was 43 years young. A Quick Update From Me 🚀 When I’m not sinking my teeth into some juicy, erotic poetry from the 1920s, I’ve been working on setting up my online storefront, which should be done this week. In the meantime, if you want your copy of The Intimacy Journal, DM me on Instagram. Plus, next week, I’m giving my first external paid workshop at Soho House in Mexico City! I’m terrified, but in a good way. I think we will have the workshop inside, not by the fabulous pool, unfortunately: I hope you enjoyed this erotic invitation! Reply with your reflections. I’d love to hear them. Sending love, Tash 💌 ✍️ More From Misseducated 💌 ✍️ https://misseducated.substack.com/p/an-erotic-invitation-to-your-body https://misseducated.substack.com/p/what-is-it-like-to-orgasm-on-psilocybin https://misseducated.substack.com/p/on-dating-mexican-men https://misseducated.substack.com/p/how-to-be-shamelessly-sexy Get full access to Misseducated by Tash Doherty at misseducated.substack.com/subscribe

    5 min
  5. JAN 20

    An Erotic Invitation to Forbidden Love

    Hello Wonderful Reader, Today, I’ve chosen a very special unpublished poem and writing prompts for you to explore the power of forbidden love. You’ll discover why the poet never published this work in a second. So grab a pen and paper, and let’s uncover some of your juicy secrets… Evanescence (unpublished, 1920s) By Angelina Weld Grimké (1880 – 1958) You are like a pale purple flower    In the blue spring dusk . . . . . . You are like a yellow star Budding and glowing In an apricot sky . . . . . . You are like the beauty Of a voice . . . . . . Remembered after death . . . . . . You are like thin, white petals Falling           And                  Floating                                Down Upon the white, stilled hushing                 Of my soul. Source: Aphrodite’s Daughters: Three Modernist Poets of the Harlem Renaissance. Your 4 Writing Prompts on Forbidden Love 🩵 Write about any secret lovers you haven’t told anyone about. You are like the beauty Of a voice . . . . . . Remembered after death . . . . . . Write about a fragile love that the world tried to take away from you. You are like a pale purple flower In the blue spring dusk . . . . . . Write about falling for someone you weren’t supposed to. Falling           And          Floating                        Down Write about the small miracles that brought you and a forbidden lover together. “You are like a yellow star” The Backstory 📜 Uncovering the unpublished poems of Angelina Weld Grimké (1880-1958) I first heard of Angelina Weld Grimké while researching for The Intimacy Journal on poets.org. I discovered that she was a journalist, teacher, playwright, and poet, and an influential figure in the Harlem Renaissance, but much of Grimké’s intimate poetry remained unpublished during her lifetime. Why? Well, works like this week’s featured poem from the 1920s, “Evanescence,” were about same-sex relationships. This was culturally forbidden at the time. I ended up featuring two of her poems in The Intimacy Journal, because it was impossible to pick just one! Diving deeper into erotic poetry, I found a book that centered on Grimké’s work, called Aphrodite’s Daughters: Three Modernist Poets of the Harlem Renaissance. This was written by Professor Maureen Honey, who recently retired from The University of Nebraska-Lincoln after a 40-year career! She is 80 years old, and naturally, I sent her an email. This is what she responded: “I’ve written a lot about the Harlem Renaissance, and Grimké was its premier poet...her published poetry numbered about 40 pieces, I think, while the unpublished is the most erotic…I accessed the unpublished work from reading her journal, held at at the [Moorland Spingarn Research Center at Howard University], and in correspondence between her and her father, her closest female friend, Tessa Lee, her young classmate/friend/neighbor Mary Burrill, and many others...there is no published collection, which is a shame. I could put one together, and would love to, but I’m retired...I’ve got copies of Grimke’s poetry in alphabetical order in files I kept from my office...Again, thank you for contacting me, Tash, and do let me know how your newest project comes along. Good luck!” It seems like somebody needs to publish these poems! 😂 Photo from a 1923 publication, when she was 43 years young. A Quick Update From Me 🚀 When I’m not sinking my teeth into some juicy, erotic poetry from the 1920s, I’ve been working on setting up my online storefront, which should be done this week. In the meantime, if you want your copy of The Intimacy Journal, DM me on Instagram. Plus, next week, I’m giving my first external paid workshop at Soho House in Mexico City! I’m terrified, but in a good way. I think we will have the workshop inside, not by the fabulous pool, unfortunately: I hope you enjoyed this erotic invitation! Reply with your reflections. I’d love to hear them. Sending love, Tash 💌 ✍️ More From Misseducated 💌 ✍️ https://misseducated.substack.com/p/an-erotic-invitation-to-your-body https://misseducated.substack.com/p/what-is-it-like-to-orgasm-on-psilocybin https://misseducated.substack.com/p/on-dating-mexican-men https://misseducated.substack.com/p/how-to-be-shamelessly-sexy Get full access to Misseducated by Tash Doherty at misseducated.substack.com/subscribe

    6 min
  6. JAN 13

    An Erotic Invitation to Your Body

    Send this to your lovely, literary lady friend 🫖 📚 Hello Wonderful Reader, Welcome back to Misseducated! I’m Tash, and today I’ve chosen a very special erotic poem and writing prompts for you to explore nature and your body, and how they interconnect. So grab a pen and paper, and let’s get started. North Wind By Lola Ridge (1873 – 1941) I love you, malcontent Male wind— Shaking the pollen from a flower Or hurling the sea backward from the grinning sand. Blow on and over my dreams. . . Scatter my sick dreams. . . Throw your lusty arms about me. . . Envelop all my hot body. . . Carry me to pine forests— Great, rough-bearded forests. . . Bring me to stark plains and steppes. . . I would have the North to-night— The cold, enduring North. And if we should meet the Snow, Whirling in spirals, And he should blind my eyes. . . Ally, you will defend me— You will hold me close, Blowing on my eyelids. Source: Poets.org. This poem is in the public domain. 🩵 Send this to your friend who has a thing for lumberjacks 🪵 👷‍♂️ Here are your four writing prompts: * Write about your sick dreams that you might be too ashamed to tell anyone about. “Blow on and over my dreams…Scatter my sick dreams…” * Start with any of the phrases that use ellipses and write your own story about what you wish the wind would do to you. “Throw your lusty arms around me…Envelop all my hot body…” * What would you have tonight if you got your way? “I would have the North to-night—” * Take features that you find attractive in your partners and pair them with your favorite places in nature. “Great, rough-bearded forests…” Send this to your hottest writing friend ✍️ About Lola Ridge (1873-1941) She was an Irish-born New Zealand-American anarchist and modernist poet, and an influential editor of avant-garde, feminist, and Marxist publications. I featured one of her poems for the “Nostalgia” chapter of The Intimacy Journal. Keeping the love flowing...(A quick update from me) Ever since I created The Intimacy Journal, I have become OBSESSED with erotic poetry written by women. Many works are in the public domain by poets who lived around a hundred years ago. When I read their work, everything clicks for me. I’m really enjoying the process of sharing and illustrating their work. It’s poignant. It’s dreamy. It’s delicious. And, it’s hot! I’m excited to see where this takes me. I know that some of you still want your own Intimacy Journal. Sorry that I have been slow to set up my online storefront since we finished the Kickstarter campaign. I’ll hopefully have that up and running in the next week or two. In the meantime, please respond to this email or comment if you want your copy, or DM me on Instagram. I hope you enjoyed this invitation! Reply with your reflections. I’d love to hear them. Sending love, Tash 💌 ✍️ It would be nice to see you around sometime! More From Misseducated 💌 ✍️ Get full access to Misseducated by Tash Doherty at misseducated.substack.com/subscribe

    2 min
  7. 12/17/2025

    Whose Shame Are You Carrying?

    “I’m not enough,” I think to myself, as I pass a couple in love on the street. “I could never have a relationship like that. I’m not worthy. Even if someone liked me, they’d just get bored eventually and move on.” “I’m not enough,” I think to myself as I hit publish after writing an article all day. “I should have 5,000 subscribers by now. Then maybe my voice would matter.” Discover a more shamelessly sexy world 🌎 ✨ “I’m not enough,” I think to myself when I am mentioned in The New York Times. “That’s not a real feature. It’ll only count when I get a full-spread in The New Yorker.” “I’m not enough,” I say to my therapist, trembling and crying in front of my computer screen. It is right on the surface of my psyche, and in many ways, it is fundamental to who I am. Each time I achieve something, the goal post is suddenly flung out further in front of me, unreachable again. I do my best to achieve, achieve, achieve. Yet I metabolize my accolades and awards before I even get a second to enjoy them. My therapist tells me to work on my anger towards the adults who failed me in my childhood (who will remain anonymous). I know I feel angry, but I don’t know how that relates to this core belief about my self and my worth. That evening, I sit down on the crumpled corduroy green chair in my living room. I scroll back through the last three years of my text messages and rummage through decades of my memories. Those voices say to me: “Everyone thinks you’re a bad person.” “You’re so selfish.” “If you think I’m favoring them instead of you, it’s probably because you think your work isn’t enough.” I remember that last phone conversation. I saw red and told that person I needed a break from them. Then I didn’t speak to them for almost three months. I realize that since I started therapy, even if I didn’t believe I am enough, I’ve been acting as if I am. I’ve been telling people not to treat me disrespectfully anymore. I’ve been telling others that my needs matter and my feelings are real. When people say things to try to tear me down, I don’t accept their insults or tolerate their behavior. I stop believing outwardly that I deserve to be shouted at. But these most subtle and insidious beliefs are different. People bury them way down in there: a parent, a teacher, someone you trusted in your childhood to take care of you. I pull out my journal and delve deeper into this filth and arguing over the years. Then a new idea suddenly pops into my head. Maybe it was never about believing that I wasn’t enough. Maybe this other person is projecting their own pain and feelings of worthlessness onto me. Reinforced hundreds of times through our arguments over the years. Perhaps this is more about them, their opinions, and judgments of themselves. Perhaps this has nothing to do with me. Something in me is changing. Deep down inside myself, I find this large, jagged shard of glass, black and glinting. I wrench it out of me. I cut open the parts of me that had tried to heal over and around it. This monster, this cancer that had never been mine. I will not carry it around anymore. I look up from my text messages, and in my journal, I write: These are projections of low self-esteem. It has nothing to do with me or my worth. I’ve been carrying their belief about themselves as if it were a belief about me for decades. I look up at the clock. It is 11:47pm. In 13 minutes, it will be December 5th, 2025, my two-year birthday in ACA, my group therapy program for Adult Children of Alcoholics & Dysfunctional Families. It has taken me two years of deep self-reflection and analysis to yank out that shard of glass. The new, empty wound leaves a void inside of me, slowly healing. In our next session, my therapist asks me what I am going to do with this information. I tell her I am not sure. Yet over the next few days, things begin to reveal themselves and unravel. The load I am carrying feels lighter. “I am happy for them,” I think to myself now, when I’m at a party, and I see a couple. “Look at them, so deeply in love.” “What a beautiful book I have made,” I think to myself when people ask me what I do, and I pull out a copy. “I can’t wait to mention the designs, inspired by the architectural details of Mexico City.” “It’s amazing!” I think to myself now, when I receive my first payment for books I have sold. “I can pay at least a couple of months of my rent!” “They must be hurting,” I think to myself now, when someone says something vicious to me. “This is unacceptable and has nothing to do with me.” Perhaps the difference is only in my mind, but it does alter how I see the world. I realize I do not want to be living any other way. That this life, of writing and creating, my chosen life in Mexico, is the best life for me. Art. Architecture. Writing. Poetry. Film. Flowers. This is a real and beautiful way to live. I have conviction. I have pride. I feel like I am getting closer to the woman I have always dreamed of becoming, sitting in that beautiful office with the white walls, the ornate plaster fastenings, and the tall windows. And an Eames chair or two. The people in my childhood who tried to keep me small and break my spirit are dead to me now. I do not wish they were dead, but I am not waiting for them to die before I let myself live. I am living now. Not entertaining their viciousness. Not playing it low and small so that I don’t threaten them with my brightness. Some core beliefs about ourselves take 31 years to change. Four years of therapy. Two years of reparenting myself in ACA. Two years to wrench out that shard of glass. But here I am, in Mexico City, writing, creating, living the life I’ve always dreamed of. I am enough. 💌 ✍️ Send this to your most shameless friend! 🚀 The Top 5 Misseducated Articles of 2025! 💌 ✍️ Come back for more later! 💌 ✍️ Get full access to Misseducated by Tash Doherty at misseducated.substack.com/subscribe

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  8. 11/11/2025

    All Misseducated Content Is Now Free! 🚀

    Hello Wonderful Readers, I feel excited and quite nervous about sharing this update with you. Since launching The Intimacy Journal, I’ve learned a lot about how I want to provide value to you and live my mission to help the world be shamelessly sexy. TL;DR * All Misseducated Substack content will be 100% free from now on. This weekend I ungated 43 articles in the Archive. If you find a Comments section that’s still behind the paywall, please let me know, and I will remove it. * I hope to keep publishing at a cadence of around 2 articles per month, but that could range from 1 to 4 posts. I enjoy publishing on Tuesdays, but will no longer be strict about it. * From now on, I am implementing the “buy-me-a-coffee” model for my paid subscribers. I will no longer be creating any special paid subscriber content. I will not be offended AT ALL if you stop paying for your subscription because of this, or if you stopped paying in the past. Please feel free to cancel guilt-free right now. I am nothing but grateful to you! Thank you for whatever you were able to give. * If you would like to keep contributing, you will be supporting a more shamelessly sexy world, helping me keep the lights on, and ensuring that my sexuality content stays free and accessible for everyone. * This is what the Misseducated Subscription page now looks like (in $USD): Come back for more! 💜 The Truth Of It All I’ve realized that paywalling my content on Misseducated is no longer serving you, me, or my mission. It’s taken me months to actually implement this change because doing this scares the s**t out of me. But I’ve known for a while now that this is the right thing to do. Firstly, I want to thank my existing paid subscribers. Over the last three and a half years, since I quit my corporate media job in New York, you have helped me build a new life for myself. You gave me my first few dollars of validation as a “professional writer”. You gave me the courage to keep going. Still, offering two tiers of content has always been extremely challenging for me as a one-woman show. Especially with the regular cadence that newsletters require, for too long now, I’ve felt guilty and stressed out for not delivering good enough content to you. Switching to a “buy-me-a-coffee” model allows you to still support a more shamelessly sexy world if you want to, and allows me the freedom to create the most impactful work that’s accessible to everyone. Secondly, I’ve realized that to help the world be shamelessly sexy, I need to be a truly open book as a writer. I originally paywalled my more sexually explicit content. Maybe I didn’t want my dad and his friends reading that I like butt stuff. Or maybe I felt, like some sex-writer-worker, that people should have to pay to access these deeply personal details of my life. But as I’ve grown, I’ve come to the realization that I just don’t give a f**k. I want anyone, anywhere, to benefit from this blog if it can help them. Gatekeeping just doesn’t float my boat anymore, and I’m not going to live my life in arbitrary fear of other people’s judgment. Thirdly, I’m enjoying productizing things my readers want a lot more than I thought I would. Creating The Intimacy Journal was SO much fun. It’s a standalone purchase that people can get if they want to deepen their practice, and I’m extremely proud of it. Energetically, I feel a lot more confident and excited to provide value to you through books and workshops than I do about consistently creating special paid subscriber newsletter content. Fourthly (if that’s even a word?), I noticed that when I speak on podcasts, I’m sharing all the personal details that were behind the paywall on Misseducated anyway. Check out the 111 podcast episodes I’ve spoken on, with over 42 hours of episodes here. Those podcast listeners have had the full story, but I haven’t been offering the same to you. So I want to make your access to my content limitless. Additionally, while rereading some articles over the weekend, I rediscovered many ridiculous things I’ve written, which I hope you’ll find funny. I can’t wait for you to enjoy those stories fully, too. The last thing that truly impacted my decision was a conversation I had recently with a male Misseducated reader. He said that while he likes reading my blog, he had really been curious about the article, “I Pegged My Boyfriend,” but had never read it because it was paywalled. That hit home for me. I thought: Why? In that article, I make some very important points about why we need to allow men to be able to show weakness and sensitivity. With the paywall, I was denying him the opportunity to explore his masculinity and preventing that article from reaching its full impact in the world. So, paywalls be gone! For those of you who have been waiting patiently, here is a short list of my top five now-ungated articles you might enjoy: * The 4 Categories of Porn I Watch, and Why * I Pegged My Boyfriend * My BDSM Test Results * Why I Never Swallow Cum * My Hard Biological Truth You can check out the full list of 43 now-free articles below. Trust me, there’s plenty of spice and juicy details to go around! That’s enough for now! Thank you for trusting me and for sticking along for the ride. I’m so grateful and excited for the next chapter. Please feel free to reach out to me if you have any questions, concerns, or if you gain any new insights from reading one of the articles below. Hehe. Sending love, Tash 💌✍️ The Full List of 43 New-Ungated Articles 🪅 * The 4 Categories of Porn I Watch, and Why * I Pegged My Boyfriend * My BDSM Test Results * Love & Dreams * The Strangest Date I Ever Went On * Starting The New Year Off With A Bang * On Top Of The World * Sex In The London Library * I Kissed A Girl And I Liked It * Misseducated Update: What’s In The Works * Welcome to the Misseducated Community! Please introduce yourself here so we can say hello :) * Back To Where We First Met * Why I Never Swallow Cum * How To Keep Your Creative Dreams Alive * I had casual sex. * On Withholding Sex From Men * Burnout and Book Cover Reveal! * I finished writing my first novel! ✨✍️ * How To Make An Audiobook * Peach Tulips: Almost Off To The Printers ✨ 📚 * When No One Comes To Mind * Zoom Crush * Girl Crush * 💖 Sexico City 🌃 * 💖 Sexico City Update 🌃 * My Hard Biological Truth * The Little Things * Somebody to Love * The 64 Traits of My Ideal Mate * What I Learned Hosting A Sex Writing Workshop * My Hard, Biological Truth, Part 2 * The scene that took me 13 years to write * How to Overcome the Fear of Success * Does Penis Size Matter? * Liar, Liar * The Wrath of Seeing Your Ex * My Ego Stroke of a Lifetime * How To Not Care What Other People Think * The Dog Cage * That’s all from Misseducated in 2024! * My Sex Toy Collection Revealed * Announcing: The Misseducated Sex Journal! * My Week-Long, Creative Orgasm Get full access to Misseducated by Tash Doherty at misseducated.substack.com/subscribe

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Misseducated is on a mission to help make the world shamelessly sexy. Covering topics like sex workers' rights, femtech, porn, domestic violence and fertility, Tash Doherty discovers the stories of fascinating people and explores their unusual viewpoints in conversations we rarely have. misseducated.substack.com