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My blurt?
I think it would be far easier if I just forgot all about this BDSM stuff and went back into the closet - vanilla style.
Hrumph...
Welcome to the club.. *hugs*I know this feeling all too well. Just as soon as I think I'm ok with me liking this stuff, I wish I'd never heard of it.
Sometimes we *can't* fix our fuck-ups. Sometimes, all we can do is let the affected ones know that we know we fucked up, we're very very sorry, and we'll do our best to never ever do it again... and hope for forgiveness. It sucks, but we've all done it, and we'll all likely do it again - more than once. It's a (sad) part of the human condition. {{{ Huggles }}}I really hate it when I fuck up this big. And I hate it even more when I fuck up this big and don't know how to fix it.
I really hate it when I fuck up this big. And I hate it even more when I fuck up this big and don't know how to fix it.
Welcome to the club.. *hugs*
Lets hope these fucked up needy feelings fades away one sweet day.
My life would be so much easier if I've never tasted dominance. I need it now. And it's not like you could ease those cravings yourself.. *grumble*
As for my blurt..
It sucks to know WHAT you need and yet not being able to do a thing about it. You can just sit and wait and hope, that those feelings will pass. Fast. Or you might just end up feeling so needy and numb that you don't even care anymore.
Not sure whats worse.
Sometimes we *can't* fix our fuck-ups. Sometimes, all we can do is let the affected ones know that we know we fucked up, we're very very sorry, and we'll do our best to never ever do it again... and hope for forgiveness. It sucks, but we've all done it, and we'll all likely do it again - more than once. It's a (sad) part of the human condition. {{{ Huggles }}}
I really hate it when I fuck up this big. And I hate it even more when I fuck up this big and don't know how to fix it.
I wanna be skinny and super-fit. I also REALLY want a bacon sarnie on crusty white with butter and HP. Or two.
I did let them know. And now I'm scared shitless.Sometimes we *can't* fix our fuck-ups. Sometimes, all we can do is let the affected ones know that we know we fucked up, we're very very sorry, and we'll do our best to never ever do it again... and hope for forgiveness. It sucks, but we've all done it, and we'll all likely do it again - more than once. It's a (sad) part of the human condition. {{{ Huggles }}}
That's the argument I use on myself when I want seconds, or don't want to go to the gym.
"Yeah, but you also don't want to be fat anymore. So what's it's gonna be?"
"Fine!" *pout*
Complexity helps us grow. {{{Huggles anyhoo}}}Bleh. Why can't some things at least be simple?
Complexity helps us grow. {{{Huggles anyhoo}}}
I've been trying to figure out what I want to be/do when I grow up for about 60 years. Good luck.Thank you. I just want to figure out what I want. I'm not doing so well with that.
I've been trying to figure out what I want to be/do when I grow up for about 60 years. Good luck.
I really hate it when I fuck up this big. And I hate it even more when I fuck up this big and don't know how to fix it.
*snip*
*teary smile*
Talk about a prime example of being your own worse enemy. And there is very little, very empty consolation in knowing that at least when I fuck up I do it right the first time. Always the over achiever, huh?
I did let them know. And now I'm scared shitless.
I turned it off. The submissive part. If something is big enough I can sometimes compartmentalize it enough to turn it off, and I did. Only I thought I could make an exception this time and be able to turn it back on when I wanted.
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I swear to all that is holy, there is a planet out of alignment somewhere. A subbie friend of mine and I were talking at the event last night and she's seeing the same thing cropping up on her boards, in the local kink community, and with some of her non-kink friends. Everyone has their own individual dock, but the boat is exactly the same. And the bastard just keeps floating down shit creek.Hugs ... from someone in the same boat
More hugs ... from someone in the same boat
It strikes me that you're being awfully hard on yourself here. They want you, and you're an actual human, not a robot.
I find that even core aspects of my sexuality are cyclical. It will come back.