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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.
2 weeks ago. Wednesday, January 7, 2026 at 5:10 AM

Another night without sleep. My cortisol levels are through the roof. I wish I had brought a sleeping aid with me. But alas, there is no sleep for the weary. No rest for the mind.
I miss him, even when I am supposed to be relaxing and enjoying myself at the beach with my friend, all I can think about is missing him.      
How do I just shut off a mind that is constantly going long enough to sleep a few hours? I know the crash will be horrific. The last time I went days without sleep, when I dropped from exhaustion I slept 12 hours. I will need a sleeping aid tonight otherwise the drive back will be brutal. 
I thought the walk on the beach and the fresh ocean air would help me sleep. I was wrong. 


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