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The Culture that has been here all the time

When I was introduced to BDSM relationships, I realized they had existed probably for all of human history. Religion and Western Culture distort this and BDSM itself greatly, and if anything, an incredible hypocrisy is always present. Using codes and euphemisms, even denial can mask the fact that many people thrive within this often unrecognized subculture. For example, my wife had all the earmarks of a pleasure slave and was generally devoted and submissive to me. In times of marital friction, I often heard the words from a counselor, "She just wants you to love her." "Love her," I thought I was, and now I know without a doubt I need to be a Dominant, not some preconceived idea that we are to live as equals: we are not only one can be a Dom and one a sub at a time, but, it is perfectly fine if switching is desired at least now and then.
1 year ago. Sunday, March 3, 2024 at 9:38 AM

Hello Friends,

Some days I wake up, and it is quiet. Then I start to think too much. I realize the circumstances I am living within and wonder how I got here. I know once my day of caregiving begins I won't have the luxury to think about many things engage and do what needs to be done. It is during moments like these I miss having a close companion. It seems none of the various plans have solved my problem. I even wonder if there is an actual solution.

When my wife and I were married thirty-nine years ago, we were recovering from a divorce and were single parents, each with a daughter and a son. We proceeded to create a blended family, and when we had time for ourselves, some echoes of our past emerged more for me than she. My lingering emotional damage from my second wife was a source of trouble until several years passed. So today as my wife is afflicted with her brain disease robbing us of our relationship I have questions about my future.

Is it right to meet a new woman and ask her to be my companion as this slow mourning of my loss continues? Could she and I have a companionship at all? Is it just feeling lonely enough of a reason to seek a companion? I have no answers only questions and only the void I dwell within when quiet time greets me.

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