My life changed as I knew it on Monday 8th August 2022.
My now ex-Dominant said our relationship wasn't working, that he wasn't happy and had only stayed this long in an attempt to mend things for the sake of our baby.
The thing is, I knew nothing of this before Monday. The most I knew was that he wasn't too pleased with the house because I had slacked off slightly in my duties due to being pregnant and constantly tired, especially in the summer heat with record heat waves.
I picked up after that discussion, doing at least two or three chores a day to keep on top of the house, while working from home as an admin assistant of a lady who owned three companies.
I checked in every week, ensuring things were on the right track and everything was going well, that he was okay, that he was happy.
He assured me many times over that things were okay. He was happy. He loved me.
He never spoke to me about how he truly felt.
And he said, that he never spoke to me because nothing would have changed. Additionally, the fact nothing had changed within the past month was proof of that.
And so, with a half hour discussion my life was uprooted.
I called my dad, and he drove across counties to pick me up and take me to his home, alongside most of my belongings.
I'm still searching for a home- I have put in applications with housing, sorted out things for benefits... I will begin looking for some (very) temporary work, if anyone will hire a lady who is almost five months pregnant.
Life will be hard from here on out.
But, my focus is my child.
Keeping myself healthy, happy, for them.
Getting myself a home, becoming stable again.
Kink will be taking a back seat for a while, and as much as I miss the relief a scene can give, the comfort cuddles and the security of a Dominant can give...
I will not risk my or my child's wellbeing right now.
I will not go through this again.
