The Suffocating Door: Narratives, Relationships, Desire, and Identity

Jouissance and Sublimation with ‘A’

I’ve got a personal story for this essay. I was still in university. There was this woman (I’ll call her A). We became good friends. She was kind-hearted, yet outspoken and assertive in her expression. She had an infectious laugh. She had an uncanny ability to see through the veil of…