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I have been writing my thoughts for ages for my eyes only. Speaking with others here I found they blog for
many different reasons. Some similar to mine.
Some I can relate to, others not so much. But underneath it all is the vulnerability in sharing one’s thoughts with a community that they feel deeply connected to. Sharing their journey, their trauma, their fantasies takes courage and I applaud each and every one of them. For me I had been thinking about it and my wonderful dominant nudged me and told me I should. He said that sharing my story may help someone else, who like me struggles with past trauma.
Everyone’s story is different, but underlying there is a thread that binds us together. Take solace in knowing you are not alone and there are others out there that have shared experiences. My blogs, though deeply personal are meant to bring light and hope and to open honest discourse.
1 week ago. Sunday, January 11, 2026 at 10:18 PM

I always hope for a good day. Not today. Today was not a good day. Today was full of anxiety, panic attacks, PTSD flashbacks and a whole mess of emotional trauma that came to the surface. 
Today was me on the couch wrapped in a blanket rocking to calm myself down. Today was tears and screaming until my throat was sore. Today was biting my nails to ruin. Today was sweats, no makeup, hair in disarray and not giving a damn.

Tomorrow is another day. Tomorrow I will try to figure out how to fix the damage I caused my nails. Tomorrow I will put back on my big girl panties and face the day.  
But Not Today.