Someone To Watch Over Me



Indeed. In fact... I am very much an independent person. I want to "do it myself"
I may be his sub (yeah - I use that term, though Elle doesn't - it seems right to me) but I am not a little girl. I am a grown woman and while it turns out I function best in the world when I have the security of a D/s relationship at home, I am not helpless. We are partners together in this world and he needs me every bit as much as I need him.
 
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Family?

The sense of this thread feels very poignant to me. I would treasure the kind of caring relationships talked about here. To be able to watch over someone (and have her watch over me) would be just wonderful.

I had a burgeoning relationship going earlier this year. It came to end because of one thing: she wanted me to become part of her family circle, and she wanted to become part of my family circle. I am older, retired, live alone, have a large family, have been divorced several times, and do not want to introduce another party to be part of my family. I wanted us to be a ‘couple’ without having to be part and parcel of each other’s family gatherings. Since I was unwilling to go beyond this, we parted. I am sad about it, because, otherwise, we had a good thing going with each other. Yes, sexually, but also conversationally, and having fun with each other.

So, how do those of you in deep, caring relationships deal with your respective family situations? Or are each other’s families part and parcel of the bargain?

Thanks.
 
The sense of this thread feels very poignant to me. I would treasure the kind of caring relationships talked about here. To be able to watch over someone (and have her watch over me) would be just wonderful.

I had a burgeoning relationship going earlier this year. It came to end because of one thing: she wanted me to become part of her family circle, and she wanted to become part of my family circle. I am older, retired, live alone, have a large family, have been divorced several times, and do not want to introduce another party to be part of my family. I wanted us to be a ‘couple’ without having to be part and parcel of each other’s family gatherings. Since I was unwilling to go beyond this, we parted. I am sad about it, because, otherwise, we had a good thing going with each other. Yes, sexually, but also conversationally, and having fun with each other.

So, how do those of you in deep, caring relationships deal with your respective family situations? Or are each other’s families part and parcel of the bargain?

Thanks.

For me/ for us ~ our extended families are part and parcel of the bargain. I feel very fortunate in that I adore my SO's parents. And they adore me. In some very real and essential ways, his parents have been parents to me in ways that my own parents were unable to be. He jokes that I am forever the "suck-up daughter-in-law"... and this is a happy thing for them and for me. My mother also loves my SO. As does my brother.
I have said before that I am a feminist.... as in women are people too - not as in man-hater - lol. When we married, most of my friends assumed that I would keep my maiden name. But I felt that I had more in common with the women in his family than I had anything in common with my father or his extended family... so I happily shrugged off the name I was born with and took his name. Explaining to anyone who questioned me that the whole point of feminism is that I get to choose. If it forces the choice I make it is no better the the most awful of subjugation. Just as... I get to choose what my relationship looks like. And if what I need looks like D/s - well then - that is as affirming of me as a woman and who I am as a person as any other choice I might make. (whoops - sorry - went off on a tangent :eek:)

Regarding the original question... I guess for me - I want to be part of their extended family. Who they are is an extension of their families. Now - I know people who have written off their families and won't have anything to do with them. For their own good - because their natal families are so toxic to them.
I have be lucky in that the loves of my life have not sprung from such toxicity. If this was the case, my answer might be different.
 
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