When I started this lifestyle, I literally knew nothing. I was a ticking time bomb looking for fun.
I've been chewed out by some and lauded by others. Guided by a few and misguided a lot. I have no friends here. I'm so closed off and defensive that it's hard me to connect with others and for others to connect with me. It hard to open up. I stay well guarded.
There were so many mistakes...
But I regret nothing. My role in this lifestyle is still foggy at best and muddy at worse. I came back for simply fun and ended up finding a part of me that I lost...my strength. A Dom didn't show me. I showed myself.
Considered "just a sub", "bitch", or "whore", I found I was so much more. I found that submissiveness is nowhere near easy, especially for strong independent women. But I also found submission is a gift that not every Dom deserves. It is a gift that can easily be abused if you don't pay attention and guard it well.
But it's my gift to guard. It's my gift to hold because my submission is intertwined with my heart. Therefore, it should only be given to a worthy soul.
I'm just me
Without one plea
Not giving a damn
what anyone else thinks of me
~In Search of Truth~ 🥀
