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6 days now... where are you ? Im crying myself to sleep everynight wishing and hoping and waiitng .. please call me something show me you care ..
 
Dear My Body,

Why do you do this to me? I have been trying really hard to take care of you. I take you to yoga every week plus practice at home. I took you on 3.5 miles walks 5 days a week all summer. I know I had to cut down a lttle once the kids went back to school but the treadmill is our friend, too. I feed you salads and basil and tomato veggie burgers. I kegel 200x a day. True, I engage in a few scoops of Ben and Jerry's occasionally. But in general I have been trying so hard to be good to you.

Why, why then right before vacation and right before I finally get to see Daddy again you rebel against me? I have been looking forward to this for months!!! I don't even know if you will be able to handle anal sex. How do I tell Daddy that?????? (I know, I know..he loves me he will understand but I absolutely hate disappointing him. and I so enjoy it too. ) My whole inside hurt.... :( :( :(

Body, I don't want you to get old. I need you to keep up with my mind. Now you are getting Brain depressed.

I don't want to tell Him ..

Love,
Your Caretaker
 
ecstaticsub said:
Dear My Body,

Why do you do this to me? I have been trying really hard to take care of you. I take you to yoga every week plus practice at home. I took you on 3.5 miles walks 5 days a week all summer. I know I had to cut down a lttle once the kids went back to school but the treadmill is our friend, too. I feed you salads and basil and tomato veggie burgers. I kegel 200x a day. True, I engage in a few scoops of Ben and Jerry's occasionally. But in general I have been trying so hard to be good to you.

Why, why then right before vacation and right before I finally get to see Daddy again you rebel against me? I have been looking forward to this for months!!! I don't even know if you will be able to handle anal sex. How do I tell Daddy that?????? (I know, I know..he loves me he will understand but I absolutely hate disappointing him. and I so enjoy it too. ) My whole inside hurt.... :( :( :(

Body, I don't want you to get old. I need you to keep up with my mind. Now you are getting Brain depressed.

I don't want to tell Him ..

Love,
Your Caretaker

Hmmmm... is there such a thing as ass kegels? Though that may only make the situation worse...
 
RawHumor said:
Hmmmm... is there such a thing as ass kegels? Though that may only make the situation worse...


Yep, there are. And I do them regularly. Made easier with a butt plug in. Thanks for the suggestion, though.

What I really need is a drastic decrease in stress. Then maybe my blood pressure can even out and my vascualr system can relax and my body can heal. Isn't going to happen anytime soon though.
 
ecstaticsub said:
Yep, there are. And I do them regularly. Made easier with a butt plug in. Thanks for the suggestion, though.

What I really need is a drastic decrease in stress. Then maybe my blood pressure can even out and my vascualr system can relax and my body can heal. Isn't going to happen anytime soon though.

Dang - and here I thought I was just being a smart ass. I hate it when that happens. :D

A nice long bath-oil candle-lit bath may help in the short-term, at least.
 
RawHumor said:
Dang - and here I thought I was just being a smart ass. I hate it when that happens. :D

A nice long bath-oil candle-lit bath may help in the short-term, at least.

Thanks, you've made me smile a bit. That helps.

I have 5 days of vacation with my husband before we meet up with my Dom. I am hoping just getting on a plane and getting away from the stress of being a military family even for 8 days will heal me for a little while.

Thanks
 
Dear X,

I know we don't really know each other well, but from the moment we first started talking, I knew you were someone I wanted to get to know better. I pray that you will survive this issue... I hope I can help in some way... a shoulder, an ear, a laugh, a chuckle, a coffee spew... whatever. You're an awesome person, and the world needs you around for a lot LOT longer.
 
Dear X,
Six and a half years, and they say time heals. Time makes it so the wounds don't split open quite as often, perhaps. I hope that you are able to move on. You are brilliant and special enough that I have never forgotten you. They were going to have long, long eyelashes, weren't they? I hope you are able to get through this. There are people who will adore you just as I did. And if you need help, please get it.

me
 
Dear B,

If you don't care, then neither will I. Thanks a lot for taking up so much of my sweet time and making me feel so pathetic and even more disposable than I already felt. I wish I'd never met you.
 
Dear Self
You should have known.. you had to have known he wasnt yours in the first place and then to make it worse you hung on every word he said.. you did as he asked you served him well and you let him in. Now it has been a week, he is gone face it , face reality... Im sad Im going to go try to heal.. try to find myself... beleive in yourself... have faith someone will want to be your master someday if you can ever get over this...

signed
SELF
 
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Dear Self.

See the first half of kekilee's post. Ignore the second part.

No one gets to Master me. And I couldn't give a flying fuck if anyone Topped or Dommed me again.

Fuck it.
 
Dear Me:

Well here it is, anger and rage and pain being spewed at everybody and for what? You are weak. You know you are. Snap the fuck out of it, get over yourself already. You don't have all the money to pay the rent but you will..so quit whining. You miss your mother, fine. Grow up, be a woman for god's sake. You're uni-polar and clinically depressed. Well go somewhere, anywhere, get some fucking help. Quit being a drain on my brain. Be the wolf that you are. Quit whimpering like some kicked fucking toy poodle. Geez, you make me sick. Pull yourself together, bitch.

Don't make me tell you again.

Me.
 
Dear X,

I'm sorry you are hurting right now. I've been there. Lord have mercy, time heals and sometimes it's even funny in hindsight. I was a freshman in college and head over heals in love... She was a frosh too. I was her first. We were engaged.

Then came summer break.

I got the Dear Geoff letter at the end of July, I had been dumped.

Here I was, the BMOC, going places, destined for greatness, full of piss and vinegar and fire... and I was kicked to the wayside.

Wait...


You're gonna love this...


Really!


I mean it!!!



Our engagement was broken because she fell in lust with a migrant farm worker.


Talk about having your ego shattered. I felt like the world's worst loser. Ditched for an F'ing migrant field hand.

Oh

My

GAWD.

I was devastated. I could only imagine how inadequate I had been as a lover, that my pecker was too small, or his tongue was more skilled, cause it sure as hell couldn't have been more money! *chuckles and shakes his head*

I can laugh about it now. Because, you see, there is justice sometimes..

The last week of August that year she called and wanted my help... Seems her migrant migrated. She thought to SC to pick peaches... *shakes his head* Karma's a bitch. It WILL come back to haunt them at some point.

I hope this made you smile. Maybe even laugh. You are not alone. I wish I could hold you, I wish I could make you feel better right now. I can only offer my friendship and support, my ear if you need to vent, a shoulder to cry on if you need that too.

Beatings and bondage can be negotiated later. :devil:

HEY! I'm a sadist! Can't blame a guy for offering! *LOL*

Seriously though. I'm here if you need me.
 
Dear X:

Thank you.. you're being very kind.

I don't want them to suffer... hell hath no fury like a woman scorned- I've made them, him, suffer enough. And he's borne the full brunt of my wrath to the other person involved.

He deserves a medal for that, because my ire is something not to be trifled with.

I appreciate your kindness.

Thank you.
 
Evil_Geoff said:
Dear X,

I'm sorry you are hurting right now. I've been there. Lord have mercy, time heals and sometimes it's even funny in hindsight. I was a freshman in college and head over heals in love... She was a frosh too. I was her first. We were engaged.

Then came summer break.

I got the Dear Geoff letter at the end of July, I had been dumped.

Here I was, the BMOC, going places, destined for greatness, full of piss and vinegar and fire... and I was kicked to the wayside.

Wait...


You're gonna love this...


Really!


I mean it!!!



Our engagement was broken because she fell in lust with a migrant farm worker.


Talk about having your ego shattered. I felt like the world's worst loser. Ditched for an F'ing migrant field hand.

Oh

My

GAWD.

I was devastated. I could only imagine how inadequate I had been as a lover, that my pecker was too small, or his tongue was more skilled, cause it sure as hell couldn't have been more money! *chuckles and shakes his head*

I can laugh about it now. Because, you see, there is justice sometimes..

The last week of August that year she called and wanted my help... Seems her migrant migrated. She thought to SC to pick peaches... *shakes his head* Karma's a bitch. It WILL come back to haunt them at some point.

I hope this made you smile. Maybe even laugh. You are not alone. I wish I could hold you, I wish I could make you feel better right now. I can only offer my friendship and support, my ear if you need to vent, a shoulder to cry on if you need that too.

Beatings and bondage can be negotiated later. :devil:

HEY! I'm a sadist! Can't blame a guy for offering! *LOL*

Seriously though. I'm here if you need me.

Dear Geoff,

I know this wasn't aimed at me, but, in my current mood, it makes me feel better, all the same. Thanks for posting. :rose:

~Randi
 
Dear Self,

Lift, motherfucker. Get under the fucking bar and focus.

And do something about your goddamned pottymouth too, fuck...

-Me.
 
Dear X,

I thought I could trust you, that you loved me. You knew about this part of my past when we got together two years ago and you choose now to freak out about it? Why couldn't you freak out over it before I got so connected to you? You've broken my heart and I don't know how, if ever, I can forgive you.
 
Dear self:

Tomorrow morning, photograph the swollen eyes and email them to your doctor.

Seriously- he HAS to see how bad this is getting.

Though the eyedrops helped the swelling almost immediately, and the new moisturizer took the sting away.

This is progress.

Also, dear self, invest in some lozenges.
 
Dear X,

Why is that some people are adults and don't have the emotional maturity to be one. Why do they have to be so selfish that they can't see or take a shot at understanding other people's pain. Why can't you just talk to me and tell me what your fears are instead of beating around the bush. If this is how our relationship will be then I'm not sure that I'm intersested. I'm moving on and best of luck to you. I will always love you.

Me
 
Dear X

I'm sorry for hurting you with what I said. It was meant to tease, not cause you pain. I would never intentionally hurt you.

Don't let the person in my past cloud what you know is right between us because of a reply to a post. It was nothing more than a compliment for a thought that was truly needed by all.

You should know by now that you own me and my heart. There's no one for me but you and if you don't know by now, you never will.
 
Homburg said:
Dear Self,

Lift, motherfucker. Get under the fucking bar and focus.

And do something about your goddamned pottymouth too, fuck...

-Me.

~covers mouth, trying not to laugh~
 
Homburg said:
Dear Self,

Lift, motherfucker. Get under the fucking bar and focus.

And do something about your goddamned pottymouth too, fuck...

-Me.


hahahaha
 
Dear Master

Will we get back to the great and wonderful times we used to have? Seems like your life comes before US anymore..You would rather sleep then get up and spend some quality time with me..I am so tired of hearing "I am doing the best I can do" If you were doing the best you could do you would make more of an effort..I honestly don't know how much I can take..

Yours
Bella
 
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