Before I learned to hold back and keep my mouth shut, the “Insecurities” scenario used to happen to me a lot. When I finished my degree in Philosophy, I thought I might want to continue on in Psychology. To go that route, I needed to complete a few required courses first. To take those, I could either go back to undergrad or stay in Belgium and study Couples Counseling/Sex Therapy. Kind of a no-brainer, right? Either way, when I moved back home and people asked me what I’d studied, all they ever seemed to hear was sex. Men tended to get insecure and defensive. Women tended to open up and tell me the most intimate details of their lives, despite my insistence that I wasn’t a professional and I didn’t want to hear it. So, after a while, I just left it at Philosophy. This was met with either a rolling of the eyes or some vague recollection about a course they’d once taken. Their loss. I think Philosophy is super sexy.