Well......Fuck. The hope the dream the doing everything within your actual power to be better, to make your other happy and fulfilled. To provide and protect and make safe. To do everything that an authentic, true, Dominant is supposed to do must be digested and absorbed with the unequivocal hard truth. I...WAS....WRONG. About all of it, every nook, aspect, perspective, the complete and utter entirety. Will any of you cry a river? Not likely and you shouldn't, so what is the why of this? I'm glad you asked. One word, HUBRIS. Yes in all caps so it can marinate properly.
The arrogance of man has been our bain since our beginning. Irregardless of what you believe to be the truth regarding the genesis of our origins. Every individual since the dawn of us has, is, and will be afflicted with this pestilence. The Babylonians collectively believed they could reach and touch The Almighty. The Ceasars endeavored to erect a society so vast and powerful that when completed the sun would never set upon it. For the last century and a half we have constructed lofty concrete, glass, and steel pillars within every high population center on this planet in open competition with one another for the sole purpose of congratulating ourselves for erecting the largest. And so as not to kid or fool myself or any of you, I as well have allowed this darkness to achieve it's only purpose. The most complete and ultimate blind fold.
My own self assurances compelled me to believe that I was truly all that was needed. I could easily be a coward and state no, It was her insidiousness that projected and misdirected so masterfully that I couldn't have ever known the truth. But no, the warm soothing waters of lake me didn't want to see the clear and present signs. There is no possibility that you are being lied to and cheated on. You are her world, her everything. Without me she is lost. The hard truth is that I trusted in my own acumen even more than I trusted in her needing me. My own arrogance morphed into utter buffoonery thinking that we were for the most part good. Not seeing any or all the red flags is not born of trust. My beautiful little mirror mirror on the wall told me that I will definitely navigate us through these rough patches. I am a good man and an even better Dom. As long as I resign myself to that than we are golden. If we continue to allow the praising of, the illumination, the exhortation of the self to perpetually blind us. Then the true fulfillment we are all striving to attain will elude us in perpetuity.