Forgive Me

Story Idea:

A mental health support group eventually turns into an orgy (over however much time the author wishes to express) as the people have gotten to know one another and grew close. The story could even start with the sexy party (Where: Hotel? Someone's home? The venue they use for the support group? How: Accidental? Planned?) and then slowly fill in the back story and the "why".

:kiss:

I once heard the sentiment "In a world where people can hate strangers for no reason, I can love them". You have people here who love you, genuinely care about you and your wellbeing. So, even if "sexiness" isn't your mood right now, there is friendship at Lit. Despite me leaving and coming back countless times, changing names, etc, something pulls me back. It's the 5 or so of you I've called friends. :rose:
 
A mental health support group eventually turns into an orgy (over however much time the author wishes to express) as the people have gotten to know one another and grew close. The story could even start with the sexy party (Where: Hotel? Someone's home? The venue they use for the support group? How: Accidental? Planned?) and then slowly fill in the back story and the "why".

:kiss:

I once heard the sentiment "In a world where people can hate strangers for no reason, I can love them". You have people here who love you, genuinely care about you and your wellbeing. So, even if "sexiness" isn't your mood right now, there is friendship at Lit. Despite me leaving and coming back countless times, changing names, etc, something pulls me back. It's the 5 or so of you I've called friends. :rose:
Clever idea.
 
There has been a lot of that going around. There is so much negativity and hate throughout this society plus covid and other issues.

I feel it grating on me at times, and my wife's cousin recently committed suicide, he was only 44 but he was sensitive and this world became too much for him.

Hang in there, buddy, time moves on, things sort themselves out, and you'll get back to where you were.

Thank you.

I doubt that the cloud of sadness will ever leave. All I can hope for is that it dissipates enough that I may see some light.

I am not suicidal. Feeling like I might as well be dead is not like wanting to kill myself.
 
It won't, that is not how the world works.

It is highly possible that you feel like you are in a void right now, and it is okay to feel that way, but the world does not live in a vacuum. If there is a need it will be filled.

As an example, there is a need for a Covid 19 vaccine right now, and the world is close to filling it.

So it is with you, and your greatest allies are the people on here.

There are regulars on here that I recognize as writers, and so we just happen to enjoy writing erotica, but that is not who we are. And I think that about you, Dark Pleasures, and a ton of others. We are writers...

I would love to sit down with you and talk about writing over a cup of coffee. But in a way, that is just what we are doing on here. Just like in a coffee shop, some just come for a moment and do not say anything, but enjoy the conversation (lurkers). Others are busy and so they just stop by once a week or so, but they do join in the conversation now and then. Others like me contribute a lot to the conversation.

But the comradery here can be much deeper than just talking about erotica...if you let it.

But the darkness will not follow you here. That is a vacuum, and the world does not work that way. You have friends here, and friends shut the door behind you once you are welcomed in to a coffee shop.
 
It won't, that is not how the world works.

It is highly possible that you feel like you are in a void right now, and it is okay to feel that way, but the world does not live in a vacuum. If there is a need it will be filled.

As an example, there is a need for a Covid 19 vaccine right now, and the world is close to filling it.

So it is with you, and your greatest allies are the people on here.

There are regulars on here that I recognize as writers, and so we just happen to enjoy writing erotica, but that is not who we are. And I think that about you, Dark Pleasures, and a ton of others. We are writers...

I would love to sit down with you and talk about writing over a cup of coffee. But in a way, that is just what we are doing on here. Just like in a coffee shop, some just come for a moment and do not say anything, but enjoy the conversation (lurkers). Others are busy and so they just stop by once a week or so, but they do join in the conversation now and then. Others like me contribute a lot to the conversation.

But the comradery here can be much deeper than just talking about erotica...if you let it.

But the darkness will not follow you here. That is a vacuum, and the world does not work that way. You have friends here, and friends shut the door behind you once you are welcomed in to a coffee shop.

but the crying will not stop.

I tried riding to the rescue and ended up like the black knight in Monty Python and the Holy Grail, but know it is more than just a scratch.

My armour is dented and rusty, and I am deep wounded.
 
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Walk easy

Hey, we don't know each other all that well since I only recently started participating in the forums but I like you and you are a good person.

I hope things go well for you and you get the help you need to put yourself in a good position in life. Keep at it, take no prisoners, get healthy, and come back to us when you're ready.
 
Glad things are getting at least a little better for you. Here’s hoping they continue that trajectory and you’re back to happy sooner rather than later.
 
Thanks again for the support.

Monday was more about anxiety than depression. Tuesday might be determined by the insomnia, or by another curve ball smacking me in the side of the head.
 
Have you been to a Doctor?

They say 74% of women, and 53% of men have UNDIAGNOISED thyroid problems.

I am in no way saying the issues I have, are why you are in a funk, but it is a huge problem for a huge percentage of the population. What you are describing was a lot like what I had a few years ago.

It would be easy to rule out...
 
Have you been to a Doctor?

They say 74% of women, and 53% of men have UNDIAGNOISED thyroid problems.

I am in no way saying the issues I have, are why you are in a funk, but it is a huge problem for a huge percentage of the population. What you are describing was a lot like what I had a few years ago.

It would be easy to rule out...

Thanks for the suggestions.

Short answer is "yes, thyroid recently checked."

After ten years of no regular medical attention, in past two years, I have amassed an impressive list of providers, all of whom are still available to me, some of whom I see regularly.

I have had fatigue issues since at least surgery number two (aka the BIG SURGERY), not to mention that fatigue was an early symptom I ignored before being diagnosed.

Before my cancer was diagnosed, one early symptom was low haemoglobin. Which causes fatigue. But that was normal as recently as mid July.

When the fatigue persisted this spring as I recover from surgery number four, my PCP ran a full screen including thyroid and liver studies.

Prevalent theory is that it is a combination of my insomnia and the energy my body burns to heal the wounds that persist from the BIG SURGERY which was a year and a half ago- nutritionist has me taking extra proteins and omega3s to help that.

Treating the insomnia medically would complicate other medical issues. Working with counsellor on all the usual techniques there. You can tell by hours of my posts how that is working.

I do have chronic mental health issues related to my recovery, for which I receive regular help. The recent situation is situational. I just don't see how that situation is getting better soon. It is not my health that is the direct cause. It is events over which I have no control that just sadden me terribly.
 
Some Good News

reached a turning point today. far from resolving all the issues, but the worst is over (knock on wood)

feel free to use the knock on wood idea to suggest Story Ideas.
 
........feel free to use the knock on wood idea to suggest Story Ideas.

A shy guy is chatting with an outgoing, talkative girl. She is blabbing along, and happens to say something particularly optimistic, and then she says "Knock on wood, right?" She looks around for something to knock on, but there is no wood in sight other than the guy's obvious erection in his pants. So.......
 
reached a turning point today. far from resolving all the issues, but the worst is over (knock on wood)

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Glad to hear that. Hang in there. Your many contributions to the story ideas are appreciated.
 
A shy guy is chatting with an outgoing, talkative girl. She is blabbing along, and happens to say something particularly optimistic, and then she says "Knock on wood, right?" She looks around for something to knock on, but there is no wood in sight other than the guy's obvious erection in his pants. So.......

very cute...
 
reached a turning point today. far from resolving all the issues, but the worst is over (knock on wood)

I don't really know you, but I always read your posts. Glad to hear that things are on the mend. :rose:
 
reached a turning point today. far from resolving all the issues, but the worst is over (knock on wood)

feel free to use the knock on wood idea to suggest Story Ideas.

That is good to hear SirHugs. Many of us on here were praying and concerned for you.

As for the knock on wood story idea...you could have a woman walk into a cabinet shop where she hears the "knock, knock, knock" of mallet upon chisel as it strikes the wood, and she asks the well respected cabinet maker to build her a wooden bondage device. Maybe it is for her husband and her? Maybe she has a lesbian lover?

But the man is gifted with woodworking skill, but not with interpersonal relationships, and is shy. Still he builds her the wooden item, and slowly she introduces its use to the woodworker and the two fall in love...slowly.
 
That is good to hear SirHugs. Many of us on here were praying and concerned for you.

As for the knock on wood story idea...you could have a woman walk into a cabinet shop where she hears the "knock, knock, knock" of mallet upon chisel as it strikes the wood, and she asks the well respected cabinet maker to build her a wooden bondage device. Maybe it is for her husband and her? Maybe she has a lesbian lover?

But the man is gifted with woodworking skill, but not with interpersonal relationships, and is shy. Still he builds her the wooden item, and slowly she introduces its use to the woodworker and the two fall in love...slowly.

What about the woodworker being female?

the woman goes to get a gift for her hubby, falls in love or lust with the woodworker?
 
What about the woodworker being female?

the woman goes to get a gift for her hubby, falls in love or lust with the woodworker?

You could also have a story where the Woodworker is shy and reserved, yet goes over the top, perhaps making the most labor intensive kitchen for a ladies house...and then as a surprise ending, demands that the high end kitchen the lady cannot pay for, must be compensated with her making him the first meal in the expensive kitchen...fully nude for him.
 
You could also have a story where the Woodworker is shy and reserved, yet goes over the top, perhaps making the most labor intensive kitchen for a ladies house...and then as a surprise ending, demands that the high end kitchen the lady cannot pay for, must be compensated with her making him the first meal in the expensive kitchen...fully nude for him.

does hubby join in?
 
How about a woodworker who specializes in handmade custom wooden dildos? First step, of course, is a thorough examination of the customer's nether regions so the dildo will be a perfect fit. This examination requires much fingering, licking, and of course screwing of the customer, so that he understands her precise needs. Then he designs the perfectly shaped dildo for her, hand-carves it out of the finest aged wood, and helps her test it out.
 
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