When we look back at the last 100 years (with a little more historical perspective than we have right now), chemsex will be one of those phenomena that will define a period of our gay history.

But we don’t have the luxury of dispassionate, historical perspective right now.

Chemsex is upsetting. It’s unattractive. It’s a blight on all of us. Our mums will think we all do it. The straight media will have a field day. It undoes all the hard work for gay sexual liberation done by our activist forebears. It’s just yuk.

Those are just some of concerns and fears I hear as I travel the world, engaging with different communities on the subject of chemsex.

And I get it. Chemsex makes us look at our sex lives and our sexual culture. And quite frankly, that’s difficult.

We fought defiantly and hard for the gay sexual liberation we enjoy; it’s upsetting to acknowledge that that sexual liberation is not working out so well for too many of us.

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