Creidhne and me - and Lit

cymbidia

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I'm posting this to the GB (where i'll bump as necessary to enable the morning, afternoon, evening, and night crowds to see it) and to the BDSM thread on the How To... board.
cym

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I was hurt, shocked, a little angry, and a lot saddened yesterday when I was told by a good Lit friend that there were those at Lit who wonder if I’m trustworthy (with, for example, the rt “secrets” I’ve learned about some of you in the course of becoming friends off the Boards) because my Master, Creidhne, has made a (so far very shallow) appearance here.

I was astonished to be told, in the name of friendship (and I thank this Lit friend for his being willing to be open to me about this), that there’s been whispered talk and even PM’s about whether or not I could be trusted to be the same person now, with him here, as I’ve been since I got to this place.

It’s been wondered, for example (as it was told to me), what I would do if my Master, Creidhne, ordered me to tell him all your secrets, all the rt stuff I know about you. What would I do, it has been wondered (apparently) if I was ordered to tell such rt info to your bosses, to interfere with your personal relationships with such rt info.

I hurt, shocked, angry, and sad when i learned that people, even a few people, were wondering such things about me.

I discussed this with Creidhne, of course, last night.
Creidhne feels rightfully baffled, a little angry, and a lot unwilling to be personally open at Lit in the face of such suspicion. We thought it best for me to answer such "questions" as openly as possible, to reassure those who need reassurance, to try to forestall any more concern about this.

This morning there was this in my PM box regarding my admission to a second Lit friend (not the first one who came to me with the "untrustworthy" feelings above) that i was feeling upset about the above:
"For those that listen to your posts you've created a nice question mark in their head and they're waiting for someone to fill it. Lit is a small community and what do small communities do when they hear there's a stranger coming to town?
They gossip.
Good gossip, bad gossip, silly gossip, boring gossip.
They whisper until they meet him.
If they won't have a chance to meet him, they have to whisper without meeting him."

I thank this person for their levelheaded explanation of the issue. This post, then, is my reassurance to you, should you need it.

Creidhne will post when he wishes and on whatever topics he wishes to address. I wouldn't presume to tell him where to post or on what. Nor will i parade him around like a puppet on strings to satisfy the curiosity of any on-lookers. I wouldn't even ask it of him. Even if he would allow such a public show (and how could he now, with this simmering out in the open?), i would be exceedingly uncomfortable participating in such a thing.

That said...
I am who I am.
I am who I am regardless of whether you’re my friend, my writing partner, my sometimes playmate on the BB’s, or someone who really doesn’t like me at all.
I am who I am with my Master, too, and he chose me (as I chose him) partly because I am who I am.
There are actions that fall outside the boundaries of my personal integrity, outside his. You might be surprised at how straitlaced, how moral, how law-abiding and line toeing we both are, really, outside of what we do sexually with each other.

Here and in my everyday life, deliberately causing someone else trouble, pain, or hurt is outside the lines of what I do.
I don’t flame.
I try not to act like an uncaring bitch.
I don’t put other people down, not even to be funny.
I don’t talk trash to/about other people.

Neither does Creidhne. He’s just not that kind of man, that kind of person, that kind of Master. Why you think he would even be interested in the details of your personal life is puzzlement to both of us.

Secondly, I did not stop being a person when I took Creidhne’s collar.
I did not stop being that same person when he removed it and we were apart for some months, the result of a huge misunderstanding that sowed hurt and pain between us. It was during that hard, apart time that I found and slipped into the hallowed halls of the Lit BB’s.
It was during that time away from him, that time when I felt so hollow, so fragile, as if I were only a shell of my real self, that you came to know me, and I did not stop being a person while you were getting to know me.
I did not stop being a person when he returned back into my life, both of realizing what had gone wrong and that we couldn’t be without the other.
I did not stop being myself when he replaced the collar, when i accepted it again.

I’m the same person now that I was through all of that. So is he. So are you.

He values me, just as all Dom/mes values their collared subs because I am who I am. He doesn’t want someone who will turn on her friends, someone who lies down under his feet as he walks across the room, someone who is not me.

A collared bond between Dom/me and sub is a sacred thing. It’s importance and solemnity is much like that contained within a marriage. A collared bond can be stronger than a marriage in some very important ways.

Still, I am who I am.
Do you really think I would have chosen a Master to whom I was expected to give up my mind, my thoughts, and my “self”?
Do you think I am such a weak person that I would hurt my friends in the name of mindless obedience?
I am who I am.

My relationship with him makes me a better person.
He brings out in me aspects of myself that sparkle and glow with life because he values them.
Yes, he is my Master.
Yes, he holds my submission.
Yes, I obey him.

But no, he would not ask me to do a thing that would hurt you.
No, he would not request of me a thing that would violate my morality or my integrity.
No, he does not care about your personal secrets.

I am more verbal than him and I regularly beat him (and everyone in my life) at Scrabble. Does he then beat me for beating him? No. Why not? Cuz I am who I am. I have a big damn vocabulary and I’m not afraid to use it.

He is way more creative than i am and writes songs. He writes the music for all the instruments, the lyrics, and plays the lead guitar in them, too. Do i get put out because he can do something i cannot? No, i don't. He has abilities that i do not.

Together, he and i are better than when we're not together.
I am who i am.
You know something about me.

He is who is he is, too.
A good man.
Honest.
Funny.
Kind.
Good-hearted.
Intelligent.
You might get to know him a little (if he even comes back here; I’m not at all sure he wants to since it’s been made clear to him that some have already decided that he's a suspicious and untrustworthy kind of man ) before you decide that he’ll force your secrets from me and then use them to hurt you.

A good D/s relationship - and mine is that - is relationship before it's D/s. Please remember that.
cym
 
Well cym darlin, now you know who your friends aren't. The nerve of people. Like you're suddenly going to morph into something out of John Norman (who should be shot repeatedly in all of his major joints and left in the Mojave desert with enough water for him to walk out of the desert, but no more). We are who we are and we can't change who we are no matter what we are.

And why would he give a flying fuck about anonymous nobody's secrets anyway? That's one of those could give a rat's ass categories. Only a blithering idiot would give out that kind of sensitive secret to people they've never met. To do so is to lose the secret.

I trust that Cymbidia is Cymbidia. I don't know that Cymbidia is Cymbidia. Ergo, I proceed with caution and don't open her to all the secret details of my life that I wouldn't want anyone around me to know.

So, anyone who thinks Cym will by someone else should fuckin apologize and be done with it. And anyone who gives out their secrets over the net should just shut the fuck up anyway cause you're awfully dumb.

Case in point. A friend of someone on this board had a nice two year net relationship with this wonderful woman. When he met her in person she was a man. You NEVER know.
 
It just shows me yet another misunderstanding of what your relationship is like. Do they think he chooses your socks and the brand of toothpaste too?
Obviously, at least it is to me, they don't even read your posts, just skim them. Otherwise they would know by now you are a caring, thinking, understanding and truly trustworthy person.
Bahhhhh....

Well come aboard to the looney bin Creidhne, I hope you find your stay here pleasurable.
 
*muttering* Crednee. Crethnee. Creednee. Creethnee. Creeth knee? *chortle*

Hey Cym, just how in the living fuck do you pronouce ol' boy's name there? Cym's ol' man just doesn't roll off the mental tongue, you know darlin.
 
Why would Creidhne give a shit about "secrets" of Lit people in the first place? And why would he ask you to do anything that would discredit you as a person? Sounds like something you'd find on a board for 7th graders.
 
Help!

KillerMuffin said:
*muttering* Crednee. Crethnee. Creednee. Creethnee. Creeth knee? *chortle*

Hey Cym, just how in the living fuck do you pronouce ol' boy's name there? Cym's ol' man just doesn't roll off the mental tongue, you know darlin.
~snickering~
We don't have a clue, Muff. Lit told us his other name, MS, was too short so we had to go out and find a longer nick. Creidhne is the Celtic god of metalworking and that was appropriate for my Master, hence it's adotpion.

I'm supposed to go look up some Celtic language pronunciation keys to help us with it. (And no, i'm not looking it up cuz i'm the lowly sub and he's The Great Master so i do all the scut work. It's cuz i *like* doing that kind of research and he has far less free time than do i.)

Cray-din?
Creed-knee?

Anyone know anything at all about how the weirdly-written Celtic language is supposed to sound when it's spoken?



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I offer my thanks to the rest of you for your kindness in responding to this post. I thought (hoped) that the kinds of worries which prompted this must only be coming from a very few.

Creidhne, however, doesn't know you as i do. This will go far toward reassuring him that you're not all of such a suspicious nature, and not all so untutored in our ways.
:cool:
b.
 
Bah, humbug

I came late to this thread but, cym , you're still aces with me!!:)
 
Maybe you should check with Roger or Lazer, they might know. Crap, I cannot remember what name Roger is using now.
 
It never fails to amaze me the number of people who automatically assume that strong, intellegent women become something less than what they are because there's a man in their life (of any type of relationship).

I don't know you very well, but if I was going to trust someone here with my secrets, you'd be at the top of the list.
 
I also came into this late (not that being behind Mensa is a bad thing).That people on the board would start such a thing is a. not suprising given the number of emotional adolecents we have here and b. exactly why your BDSM thread is needed. There is obviously an education issue here.

What is it going to take to dispell the Evil Dom/me sterotype? True Dom/mes are not cruel, manipulative sociopaths. They are caring guides, mentors, and teachers. They do not abuse their subs or use them in a detructive manner. The role of a Dom/mes is to free the sub to drop their inhibitions and fully be themselves. As Hecate put to so beautifully, the Dom/mes often serves the sub.

Ugh! *bangs head against the wall* Creidhne, if you see this, not everyone here is suspicious. Most of us never even considered such a thing. You and cym are welcome here, and given the level of ignorance, very much needed.


you're aces with me too, cym
 
If this wasn't so sad, it would be funny

Cym, we've had enough conversations that its pretty clear I don't have a good understanding of your life style but come on!!!!!!

You are way to strong a woman to turn your back on things you believe in and anyone who has had any real contact with you should know that. Like I said, I don't totally understand all of what goes on, but I'd never imagine you in a situation where you would give up everything about yourself to totally transform to some mythical character, some cartoon representation of a sub.

So, just keep being you and let those other people figure it out. It shouldn't take them long.
 
WHY, WHY, WHY?!?!?

Do people have to hate and fear things they don't understand?!

Cym, I don't know you, don't know your lifestyle, don't really know (or care) what you do in your own bedroom. What I do know is what I've learned from reading your posts and that is that you have more integrity than a lot of people in RL and on these boards. I can't for the life of me figure out why people would second-guess that. And I'm really sorry you got betrayed like this.
 
*shakes head*

Cym, hon, as you can see, many people on Lit are willing to take you for what your writing proves you to be. A very intellegent, caring person. Many of us dont understand your relationship because we havent experienced it but, then again, thats our problem.

As long as you have a loving, caring relationship than dont mind us at all. And I hope your guy finds it in his heart to look past what some uninformed, biased person or people would think and join us here. We sure could use more input and intellegent conversations on the BB.
 
Sorry to hear of this trouble Cym. People will never cease to amaze me. People making judgements on something they do not know. Tis so sad. I'm sorry you would have to endure such questioning from someone you called friend. Things like this really get my goat...

Hope you are feeling better, you have alot of support here, dont forget it. You seem like a good person, dont let anyone tell you otherwise.

LMM
 
Each of you here has taken time and energy to offer Criedhne and me your words of calm acceptance.
From others there have been PM's and emails.
I cannot express how sincerely i appreciate your kindness.
Individually, it says much about the values you hold dear.
Collectively, the tender acceptance is almost overwhelming.
Thank you.
 
I just saw this, and I just want to add my own support. You're a valuble contributor to the board cymbidia, and I wouldn't expect anything else from you.
 
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I posted my response on the other one, however, I echo everyone elses sentiments. From reading your posts, you seem a very together person. Being in a D/s relationship, and having lost friends over it, it's hard to understand sometimes. Anyway, I always enjoy your posts and hope your Master will still visit Lit and the BB's.
 
Thanks hon....
Alexander Tzara. I keep wanting to call him Anthony, goddess only knows why.
 
Well, as I am tied to the bed, or chair at the moment. Not literally, but due to severe strep I did a little research. Hope it helps.
Each break signifies a different source.


Creidhne was the god of metal working. One of the trio of craft-gods of the Tuatha De Danaan, as were Goibhniu and
Luchta.


(From OI credumae, 'bronze, copper'?) He was the Celtic god of metal working. He was one of the trio of craft-gods of the Tuatha De Danaan, as were Goibhniu and Luchta.


Creidhne : the goldsmith of the Tuatha de Danaan. The brother of Goibhniu, the Smith God and the Luchtar, the
carpenter God.

But this place:
http://www.standingstones.com/gaelpron.html


seems to be able to help you pronounce it. When you figure it out, I am too doped too, can you let us know. Creeky knees keeps running through my head, and I am sure that is not appropriate at all.
 
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Woooh! Hi Cym,

I read to the point were I understood what this was about but didn't keep going cause I don't need an explaination, but from what I got, I assume you aren't doing so hot.

I hope you know that there are those of us who have grown to love and trust you and know you'd never be with a Master that would make you break the trust of others. Besides, arn't these relationships built on trust? I trust you and hope you know it.


Wow. This sucks. I hope you can hold your head up, and you can laugh this off, knowing that you and your Master (even though he is new) are part of the lit family, until YOU decide not to be.

Love you guys,
Gretchen
 
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