I get tired of a man being more interested in his needs than mine. As a submissive yes...I want to please you first and foremost. But days when I am crumbling..when my world is crashing...when nothing makes sense and everything seems pointless. That is when I need you beside me holding me.
I am tired of people seeming to be out to hurt me. Not physically but emotionally. Those scars you can't see till I make them visible down my arm. Men who tell me I'm too big. Too annoying. Too loud. Too whatever. When all I want to be is enough. Enough for someone to stop and listen. To understand I lost my petite body to cancer. I come off as annoying because it's the way I show you give me butterflies. That sometimes I am loud and talkative because for so long I was silenced.
I am tired of the pain. The tears. The hurt. I am tired of this lifestyle...but...I cant live without it.