Today, all I feel is regret. Regret about how I have been living with myself the last couple of months.
I have been drinking a lot and have been lying about it. Every weekend I make excuses to myself about why it is ok for me to drink. Some weekends I don't. Most weekends I do. I drink enough to down a horse or more, but only end up staying awake, without a hang over to even make me think. I drink enough to get me to a point where I don't feel inhibited with flirting, especially with guys I wouldn't think would go home with me.
I have been having sex a lot, and unsafe (but not in the STD way) partners. I have been craving pain, and getting it from strangers. I have been finding those young ones that enjoy choking. I don't know how it happens, but it does. Last weekend, I brought home a 27 year old that enjoyed choking. I have been on an internet web site to get guys. I have ended up inviting guys I just talked to over, because I know we will have sex.
I have not been worried about my safety. I just don't care right now. I don't care if someone I pick-up will hurt me or kill me or rob me blind. I just don't care.
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Monday, December 06, 2010
Thursday, September 30, 2010
So....yeah....
Yes it has been a while. Things have been....different. I am not sure I like it all.
The DBT is bringing up emotions I am used to stuffing down in that dark space, where they can't come out and bother me. Now that they are coming out, I am having panic attacks. Lots of them. Normally, I would cut or drink or something to help stuff the emotions away. Promising not to do that anymore, means the feelings are exploding. So, I am picking the lesser of all the evils. I have been picking up men. I called that young pup from back in May that I liked. He came over and we had 2 great nights of sex. I haven't called him since.
Right now, I am good. I have closed off that part of me, and the emotions are no longer boiling over. I feel normal again.
The DBT is bringing up emotions I am used to stuffing down in that dark space, where they can't come out and bother me. Now that they are coming out, I am having panic attacks. Lots of them. Normally, I would cut or drink or something to help stuff the emotions away. Promising not to do that anymore, means the feelings are exploding. So, I am picking the lesser of all the evils. I have been picking up men. I called that young pup from back in May that I liked. He came over and we had 2 great nights of sex. I haven't called him since.
Right now, I am good. I have closed off that part of me, and the emotions are no longer boiling over. I feel normal again.
Friday, September 19, 2008
Monsters
i have created a monster. A camping monster. Yes the MIT so enjoyed camping, that we are going again in October. He wants to go every month. Yes, even the winter months. Try to explain to Him that it is very cold going camping in the winter, and He says "so what". He says "but the fire will keep us warm", or "the tent will keep us warm". Heck with the way the weather has been lately, October will be cold. Even in the sun. November? i don't think so.
Right now, my Dad is "fixing" the tent. He has waterproofed it, and patched the only hole in it. He is also excited about going camping again. He is planning on hunting for warms before we leave so maybe we will have better luck with the fish. i think they will not be so hungry. i think the fish will be sleeping. OH, and talking about excited about us going, so is my Mom. Heck, she is paying for it. She suggested it. i think she really enjoyed the weekend off.
i am totally going to enjoy it. i love sitting around a fire when it is cool out. Jeans, sweatshirt, fuzzy socks. Even if we don't go fishing, or do anything but sit around a fire all day, i will be a happy camper. This time i will actually bring a book to read. i am also going to be packing another mug, so i could have hot chocolate while the boys are having coffee.
On the dating front, things are going well. We don't get to see each other as often as He would like, but i am cool with it. i like having a life away from Him. He is also moving really fast with His feelings. i am actually having issues with the 0-200 when we are together. i don't' mind pain, but i need to get into the mindset. The instant biting once He arrives, is a little hard for me. His constantly needing to touch me, to be in the same room with me, the big need to kiss ALL the time is getting, smothering almost. i am not looking for problems. i am just hoping He will be able to calm things down a bit. i don't mind being His chew toy, but i do long for more.
i long for my hair being pulled. i long for a spanking. i long for orders. i long for being told what He expects of me. i know He is new. i know He isn't used to all this. i know He isn't used to being able to act on His fantasies. Heck, i wish He would share some with me, so i know where His head is.
Instead, i am putting my head back into that space where i do and accept what is being done to and with me as a service. That what i am doing and how i am acting is a reflection on Him. That what i am doing and how i am acting is an act of submission. That the submission is really what i am craving and i am getting that by being His chew toy.
Right now, my Dad is "fixing" the tent. He has waterproofed it, and patched the only hole in it. He is also excited about going camping again. He is planning on hunting for warms before we leave so maybe we will have better luck with the fish. i think they will not be so hungry. i think the fish will be sleeping. OH, and talking about excited about us going, so is my Mom. Heck, she is paying for it. She suggested it. i think she really enjoyed the weekend off.
i am totally going to enjoy it. i love sitting around a fire when it is cool out. Jeans, sweatshirt, fuzzy socks. Even if we don't go fishing, or do anything but sit around a fire all day, i will be a happy camper. This time i will actually bring a book to read. i am also going to be packing another mug, so i could have hot chocolate while the boys are having coffee.
On the dating front, things are going well. We don't get to see each other as often as He would like, but i am cool with it. i like having a life away from Him. He is also moving really fast with His feelings. i am actually having issues with the 0-200 when we are together. i don't' mind pain, but i need to get into the mindset. The instant biting once He arrives, is a little hard for me. His constantly needing to touch me, to be in the same room with me, the big need to kiss ALL the time is getting, smothering almost. i am not looking for problems. i am just hoping He will be able to calm things down a bit. i don't mind being His chew toy, but i do long for more.
i long for my hair being pulled. i long for a spanking. i long for orders. i long for being told what He expects of me. i know He is new. i know He isn't used to all this. i know He isn't used to being able to act on His fantasies. Heck, i wish He would share some with me, so i know where His head is.
Instead, i am putting my head back into that space where i do and accept what is being done to and with me as a service. That what i am doing and how i am acting is a reflection on Him. That what i am doing and how i am acting is an act of submission. That the submission is really what i am craving and i am getting that by being His chew toy.
Tuesday, September 09, 2008
Gods i hate writing catch-ups
But, i am going to do so again.
The MIT is back at school. Things are going ok with that. He is still having trouble with His body since the medication change. He is able to voice how He is feeling more. He is crying when He is sad. He is going outside and screaming when He wants to hit Himself, others, or things. He has had some rough times, but those are changing. It is nice to see positive changes in Him.
Something that helped, is i took Him and my Dad camping this past weekend. We went camping in a tent. We left on the Friday and came home on the Sunday. It rained Friday night, after we went to sleep, and again on Sunday while we were packing up. Other than that, the weather was great. We took the MIT fishing. He hated it. He thought it was boring. It didn't help that we didn't catch anything. At least it was an experience. A positive experience at that. He has come home much more relaxed. He has come home much more positive. i am glad we went. We all needed the time together. i need to keep building experiences with Him. i need to give Him as many positive times as i can. As many adventures as i can. He needs it. i need it. i need it for later. i need it for when the time comes.
D is sick. D is very sick. D is going to die. D has cancer. It is in the lungs, it is in the brain, it is in the lymph nodes. All that can be done is to keep D comfortable. She is surrounded by love. She will be surrounded by love and positivity. i am sad. i am angry. i feel like i don't have the right to feel so sad and angry about this. D's family, my friends, deserve that right. i am a friend. i worry about her, but i do not have to be there all the time. i am there for when they all need me, want me, need help, want help, or just an ear, lap, shoulder, or hug. Until they need me, i sit here. i sit back and wait for the call that they need my presence. i give them the space they need to process all that has happened, is happening now, and will happen too soon.
On other fronts, i am dating. Yes, i am seeing someone. i met M at a play party. i met M's wife, La. i met M's friends. i met M. He is new to doing this. i am not so new. He is younger. i am not so younger. i am enjoying seeing Him. i am enjoying the feelings of passion again. i am enjoying the feeling of opening myself up to someone again. i am enjoying one experience with Him at a time. Heck, i am even enjoying missing Him when He isn't here. i get to see Him on Saturday, with La and Their daughter. We are going to a festival together. All three of us. i wear His marks. i wear His bites. i enjoy the feeling of the pain again. The pain given by someone i like being with, longer than a party night.
With Him, i don't feel like an extra. i am one. i am His alone. He decides if He wants to share me. He decides. i offered that to Him, and He accepted. He has already exercised that right. Twice actually. It feels good. It feels nice knowing i am one. i am not a play thing to add to an established relationship. i am His, outside His circle. i am not a third. i am not a second. i am His only. La has others. La doesn't need or want others. La is happy for us. La and i talk about stuff. La is with Him, but i am His alone. It feels right. i feel right again. i feel like me again.
The MIT is back at school. Things are going ok with that. He is still having trouble with His body since the medication change. He is able to voice how He is feeling more. He is crying when He is sad. He is going outside and screaming when He wants to hit Himself, others, or things. He has had some rough times, but those are changing. It is nice to see positive changes in Him.
Something that helped, is i took Him and my Dad camping this past weekend. We went camping in a tent. We left on the Friday and came home on the Sunday. It rained Friday night, after we went to sleep, and again on Sunday while we were packing up. Other than that, the weather was great. We took the MIT fishing. He hated it. He thought it was boring. It didn't help that we didn't catch anything. At least it was an experience. A positive experience at that. He has come home much more relaxed. He has come home much more positive. i am glad we went. We all needed the time together. i need to keep building experiences with Him. i need to give Him as many positive times as i can. As many adventures as i can. He needs it. i need it. i need it for later. i need it for when the time comes.
D is sick. D is very sick. D is going to die. D has cancer. It is in the lungs, it is in the brain, it is in the lymph nodes. All that can be done is to keep D comfortable. She is surrounded by love. She will be surrounded by love and positivity. i am sad. i am angry. i feel like i don't have the right to feel so sad and angry about this. D's family, my friends, deserve that right. i am a friend. i worry about her, but i do not have to be there all the time. i am there for when they all need me, want me, need help, want help, or just an ear, lap, shoulder, or hug. Until they need me, i sit here. i sit back and wait for the call that they need my presence. i give them the space they need to process all that has happened, is happening now, and will happen too soon.
On other fronts, i am dating. Yes, i am seeing someone. i met M at a play party. i met M's wife, La. i met M's friends. i met M. He is new to doing this. i am not so new. He is younger. i am not so younger. i am enjoying seeing Him. i am enjoying the feelings of passion again. i am enjoying the feeling of opening myself up to someone again. i am enjoying one experience with Him at a time. Heck, i am even enjoying missing Him when He isn't here. i get to see Him on Saturday, with La and Their daughter. We are going to a festival together. All three of us. i wear His marks. i wear His bites. i enjoy the feeling of the pain again. The pain given by someone i like being with, longer than a party night.
With Him, i don't feel like an extra. i am one. i am His alone. He decides if He wants to share me. He decides. i offered that to Him, and He accepted. He has already exercised that right. Twice actually. It feels good. It feels nice knowing i am one. i am not a play thing to add to an established relationship. i am His, outside His circle. i am not a third. i am not a second. i am His only. La has others. La doesn't need or want others. La is happy for us. La and i talk about stuff. La is with Him, but i am His alone. It feels right. i feel right again. i feel like me again.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Still Good
So i am still not feeling guilty or remorse or even that i made a bad decission. i am impressed with myself. i did not say "sorry" to Mike. i did not ask Him if it was ok. i said "thank You" to Him instead. He didn't hide my keys. He didn't make things go bump. i did feel Him when i went to bed on Sunday morning. i did feel His hand on my face. To me, that was Him saying it was ok. Maybe going out and meeting people is not such a bad idea for me anymore. i know i am not ready for a long term thing. i can't make that big of a move. i am good with what happened on the weekend. i am also good with trying to get out more.
i am still good.
i am still good.
Sunday, February 17, 2008
What a weekend
We'll start with Friday. i had a "date" set up for Friday night. my first date since Mike died. my first time with someone other than extended family since Mike died. Those plans were nearly cancelled because of the MIT
The MIT had one of His "passed out, come too, vomit, pass out" episodes. i called the ambulance early. i got Him to the hospital quickly. He scared a bunch of the nurses and doctors. He was in and out of consciousness for over 7 hours. They ran a CT and an ECG and found nothing wrong. His white count was a little high, but they think it is because He actually was having multipule seizures. After the 7 hours, He was back to His regular self. Walked right out of the hospital after having something to eat. We do have followup with His nuerologist. We may be changing His meds. At least He got better in time to go to Rygiel this weekend. That meant my "date" could go as planned
i met the guy on Collar Me. He was supposed to be dominant. Yeah right. He is more a submissive that thinks doming means pleasing the submissive and not himsef. That was fine, especially since i really needed to be "pampered". Let's just say, oral is a good thing. Oral for 3 hours is a good thing. Especially when you are the one receiving it.
To me, it was a nice "date". i got to be pampered and road hard sexually. i needed it. i needed the sexual release. Yes i am feel stiff from muscles barely used in almost 2 years. Other than that, i am feeling much more relaxed. i never new i could orgasm that many times. i never knew i was not just a gusher but a squirter at times. i know...TMI.
i don't know if i will ever see him again. i am inclined not to. i got what i needed, and am ready to move on. i don't want to be with someone that is "that" submissive. i need someone that can hurt me and not feel guilty about it. Yes the sex was good, and well needed, and well deserved, but i don't think i want anything more from him.
Overall, i am a happy camper today. Who knows what will happen next.
The MIT had one of His "passed out, come too, vomit, pass out" episodes. i called the ambulance early. i got Him to the hospital quickly. He scared a bunch of the nurses and doctors. He was in and out of consciousness for over 7 hours. They ran a CT and an ECG and found nothing wrong. His white count was a little high, but they think it is because He actually was having multipule seizures. After the 7 hours, He was back to His regular self. Walked right out of the hospital after having something to eat. We do have followup with His nuerologist. We may be changing His meds. At least He got better in time to go to Rygiel this weekend. That meant my "date" could go as planned
i met the guy on Collar Me. He was supposed to be dominant. Yeah right. He is more a submissive that thinks doming means pleasing the submissive and not himsef. That was fine, especially since i really needed to be "pampered". Let's just say, oral is a good thing. Oral for 3 hours is a good thing. Especially when you are the one receiving it.
To me, it was a nice "date". i got to be pampered and road hard sexually. i needed it. i needed the sexual release. Yes i am feel stiff from muscles barely used in almost 2 years. Other than that, i am feeling much more relaxed. i never new i could orgasm that many times. i never knew i was not just a gusher but a squirter at times. i know...TMI.
i don't know if i will ever see him again. i am inclined not to. i got what i needed, and am ready to move on. i don't want to be with someone that is "that" submissive. i need someone that can hurt me and not feel guilty about it. Yes the sex was good, and well needed, and well deserved, but i don't think i want anything more from him.
Overall, i am a happy camper today. Who knows what will happen next.