The Sugar Shack: A place for encouragement

[hunnyblonde]

The Sugar Shack

Meh. This thread didn't end up being used as I intended. You people just aren't nice enough to one another!! LOL I'm kidding. Everyone has been exceptionally kind to me here, which is why I return.

 

[tohardtoid]

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[hunnyblonde]

Whoops

Take heart. You can do this. You never know your strength until you are asked to be.
Inth: that transitions will pass

How could I forget to subscribe to my own thread? Fail.

Change is inevitable in life, and things are always better than it might seem like they will be. I hope whatever transition you're experiencing is a smooth one.


17 years ago today I gave my virginity away. It was the last day of summer in 1996 and I was 15 years old. He didn't deserve it. I had endured harassing for well over a year and just finally gave in one day. Recent events have reminded me that a year isn't nearly long enough to wait before giving anything of value to someone.

Every year on this day, I still feel weak and stupid and dirty.

I just need a hug.

 

[papadoc19]

How could I forget to subscribe to my own thread? Fail.

Change is inevitable in life, and things are always better than it might seem like they will be. I hope whatever transition you're experiencing is a smooth one.


17 years ago today I gave my virginity away. It was the last day of summer in 1996 and I was 15 years old. He didn't deserve it. I had endured harassing for well over a year and just finally gave in one day. Recent events have reminded me that a year isn't nearly long enough to wait before giving anything of value to someone.

Every year on this day, I still feel weak and stupid and dirty.

I just need a hug.

((Hugs))

 

[zukethecuke]

How could I forget to subscribe to my own thread? Fail.

Change is inevitable in life, and things are always better than it might seem like they will be. I hope whatever transition you're experiencing is a smooth one.


17 years ago today I gave my virginity away. It was the last day of summer in 1996 and I was 15 years old. He didn't deserve it. I had endured harassing for well over a year and just finally gave in one day. Recent events have reminded me that a year isn't nearly long enough to wait before giving anything of value to someone.

Every year on this day, I still feel weak and stupid and dirty.

I just need a hug.

Sorry I didn't see this sooner!

*HUG!*

And while I'm hugging you, let me point out that there's no profit in beating yourself up all over again every year. Remember the lesson, yes, but don't relive the punishment.

 

[hunnyblonde]

CHIEFS! 7-0. Woot! Fuckin take that!

And might I add...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uLx5qXki5PM

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3MoTwV8tEmw

I like my new chiropractor a little more cause he's a Vike.

 

[VA_Boy]

Thanks for this forum....everybody needs a pick me up. I was recently chatting with somebody and have not heard from them in a while

 

[hunnyblonde]

Thanks for this forum....everybody needs a pick me up. I was recently chatting with somebody and have not heard from them in a while

I'm sorry, my friend. As you know, I'm going through a very rough patch in my life. This past week has been worse than most, though I can't decide why I think that is. The energy level required to string polite conversation together escapes me most days. Trust me when I say that I don't have what you need.

As I recently said to an old friend, I'm pretty broken right now. And no one wants to play with a broken toy.

I'm hurting. And growing out of the hurt, or trying to. But mostly just hurting. Please believe me when I say that if I weren't suffering right now, we would be close friends. *smile*

 

[1sickbastard]

I'm sorry, my friend. As you know, I'm going through a very rough patch in my life. This past week has been worse than most, though I can't decide why I think that is. The energy level required to string polite conversation together escapes me most days. Trust me when I say that I don't have what you need.

As I recently said to an old friend, I'm pretty broken right now. And no one wants to play with a broken toy.

I'm hurting. And growing out of the hurt, or trying to. But mostly just hurting. Please believe me when I say that if I weren't suffering right now, we would be close friends. *smile*

Hey, cheer up!
It could always get worse.

Or think of it this way; pain is our reminder we're not dead yet, and that's usually a good thing.

 

[hunnyblonde]

Some encouragement for the day

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4u_TcXJIbcA

Just found out I'm going to have to pay my thousand dollar deductible even though the accident wasn't my fault in any way. Aaaaand...I have two slipped disks in my back. Hhhhhhh.

Hey, if I can be chipper today, anyone can.

 

[Logtag]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4u_TcXJIbcA

Just found out I'm going to have to pay my thousand dollar deductible even though the accident wasn't my fault in any way. Aaaaand...I have two slipped disks in my back. Hhhhhhh.

Hey, if I can be chipper today, anyone can.

Takes strength to deal with things that just pile on. Hang in there. The law of averages says it has to get better

 

[hunnyblonde]

Takes strength to deal with things that just pile on. Hang in there. The law of averages says it has to get better

Ohh but the law of Murphy says otherwise.

Sometimes being a realist is the same as being a pessimist. LOL

 

[Logtag]

Ohh but the law of Murphy says otherwise.

Sometimes being a realist is the same as being a pessimist. LOL

True enough. Murphy and I are very good friends. We go way back. But when Murphy strikes a pessimist, good things happen...lol

 

[hunnyblonde]

I rarely touch myself anymore. I'm supposed to tell my husband every single time and include the details of all my thoughts. Knowing that I'll have to expose every single impromptu fantasy to his scrutiny has deterred me considerably.

Today the need was just screaming too loud to ignore. I think it's been about a month since the last time. I'll have to lie about my thoughts.

I went to my pajama drawer and took out the ziplock bag I've kept my lover's shirt in, the one he sent me while we were still "together" whatever that means. He sent it to me as a one-year anniversary gift, I think. It's been six months since I've touched it and the last time was when I made a special video of myself for him, one that I never got to share. I couldn't believe it still smelled like him. It was even harder to believe that my brain remembered his scent. I'm not sure whether I love or hate that part.

I buried my face in the shirt and petted myself for a long time. I had a lengthy, explosive orgasm at the end and then cried bitterly for a while. I never intended to share myself so deeply with someone who would leave me so alone in the end. I haven't felt that many different kinds of release all at once ever, I think. I guess I needed to think of him and to cum and I needed to cry. My sexual self is knit so intrinsically into the rest of me that losing a lover feels like a divorce. I thank God I've only had to go through it once in real life, twice online.

If I had the chance to ask him just one question, it would be "Why now? Why wait and do this to the one girl who loved you back? Why not do it earlier, when it didn't matter to someone? Why would you hurt the only person willing to be so vulnerable that you could hurt her?"

 

[Euroalien69]

I rarely touch myself anymore. I'm supposed to tell my husband every single time and include the details of all my thoughts. Knowing that I'll have to expose every single impromptu fantasy to his scrutiny has deterred me considerably.

Today the need was just screaming too loud to ignore. I think it's been about a month since the last time. I'll have to lie about my thoughts.

I went to my pajama drawer and took out the ziplock bag I've kept my lover's shirt in, the one he sent me while we were still "together" whatever that means. He sent it to me as a one-year anniversary gift, I think. It's been six months since I've touched it and the last time was when I made a special video of myself for him, one that I never got to share. I couldn't believe it still smelled like him. It was even harder to believe that my brain remembered his scent. I'm not sure whether I love or hate that part.

I buried my face in the shirt and petted myself for a long time. I had a lengthy, explosive orgasm at the end and then cried bitterly for a while. I never intended to share myself so deeply with someone who would leave me so alone in the end. I haven't felt that many different kinds of release all at once ever, I think. I guess I needed to think of him and to cum and I needed to cry. My sexual self is knit so intrinsically into the rest of me that losing a lover feels like a divorce. I thank God I've only had to go through it once in real life, twice online.

If I had the chance to ask him just one question, it would be "Why now? Why wait and do this to the one girl who loved you back? Why not do it earlier, when it didn't matter to someone? Why would you hurt the only person willing to be so vulnerable that you could hurt her?"

I'm sorry you've gone through such pain. Losing an online lover is very painful as painful as in real life. Keep smiling, things will get better. Friendly Caring Hugz........

 

[sereneone4u]

hugs

 

[yougotmepegged]

Thank you hunni, this is perfect. Not having a bad day, just a discouraging one. I am sorry to see you in pain, even though I only see what is posted here. THings will get better! Only a kind and good hearted person would start this thread and stay with it

 

[hunnyblonde]

Awwww

(Me) 10:17 am
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(My husband) 10:18 am
....

(Me) 10:18 am
it's a pumpkin!
actually, it's some strange letter in a foreign language. i had to search the character map for something that resembled a pumpkin.
prolly greek or something

(My husband) 10:20 am
ok... and why are you sending me a pumpkin?

(Me) 10:21 am
caaaaaause it's Halloween? c'mon, be festive!!

(My husband) 10:22 am
no jack-o-lantern? pumpkins are more thanksgiving-ish
: P

(Me) 10:22 am
hhhhhh
you can't have EVERYTHING

(My husband) 10:23 am
maybe not, have you tho.... thats good enough


Commence melting in 5.......4.......3.......

 

[Tallcajun]

Sounds like a good fellow, Hunni.
The pain of a lost love never goes away. Oh, it might get buried, but it will always be there. Guess that is referred to as 'baggage'.

 

[hunnyblonde]

Went to a movie for date night on Friday. Talked about the movie all the way home and while getting into bed. I saved this bit of conversation in a memo on my phone as soon as I was able. It kind of reminds me of an email I used to keep in my Inbox not that long ago. Someone had written to me and said how much he truly liked me, as a person. Even when I made him uncomfortable, he liked me.

These little reminders make me feel valued. And understood, maybe. *smile*



Husband: You think like Ender.

Me: Why do you say that?

Husband: You knew everything he was going to do before he did it.

Me: Oh I see. Ender is a fictional character. I think like the author.

Husband: Well then the author is a genius.

Me: Did you just call me a genius?

Husband: I suppose.

(long pause)

Me: You're only saying that because you know it arouses me.

Husband: Is it working?

Me: That depends.

Husband: On?

Me: Whether or not you mean it.

Husband: See? Always trying to figure out your opponent.

Me: Leverage. I believe leverage is the word you're looking for. And yes.

Husband: Is it alright if I fuck you now, genius?

Me: That depends.

Husband: On?

(I'm withholding the rest of the conversation for obvious reasons of privacy.)

Hehe... it was a great movie. And a great night overall.


In other news....holy crap the Chiefs are 9-0! Never thought I'd live to see this day.


Also....I finally discovered why Playtex Pearl tampon applicators are so brightly colored. It's to help you track down all the pieces after the dog has dragged them out of the bathroom trash can. That, and it makes matching them all up together much easier. LOL

Yea, I'm in kind of a strange mood today. *shrug* Meh.


I'm off to go get bumped good and hard by my chiropractor yet again. God I wish that guy wasn't so tall, dark or handsome. I could do with a little less of one of those attributes. I come away most days feeling like I've had a quick little fuck from a beautiful stranger. Maybe if he wasn't adjusting my hip and pelvis every single time, I wouldn't sexualize it so much. (Apparently sexualize is not a word - fuck you Lit, I'm using it anyway.)

 

[60HzHum]

Maybe if he wasn't adjusting my hip and pelvis every single time, I wouldn't sexualize it so much. (Apparently sexualize is not a word - fuck you Lit, I'm using it anyway.)

Never fear my lovely, blonde friend. Literotica doesn't even recognize it's own name as a word. Sexualize is indeed a legitimate word, its use dating as far back as 1839.

 

[hunnyblonde]

Never fear my lovely, blonde friend. Literotica doesn't even recognize it's own name as a word. Sexualize is indeed a legitimate word, its use dating as far back as 1839.

Hehe Good to know! See, this is what I keep you around for, K. You've been promoted to the position of word guru. No you're not getting a raise.

So wave hello to my house as you drive by on the 17 today. And good luck!!

 

[papadoc19]

Went to a movie for date night on Friday. Talked about the movie all the way home and while getting into bed. I saved this bit of conversation in a memo on my phone as soon as I was able. It kind of reminds me of an email I used to keep in my Inbox not that long ago. Someone had written to me and said how much he truly liked me, as a person. Even when I made him uncomfortable, he liked me.

These little reminders make me feel valued. And understood, maybe. *smile*



Husband: You think like Ender.

Me: Why do you say that?

Husband: You knew everything he was going to do before he did it.

Me: Oh I see. Ender is a fictional character. I think like the author.

Husband: Well then the author is a genius.

Me: Did you just call me a genius?

Husband: I suppose.

(long pause)

Me: You're only saying that because you know it arouses me.

Husband: Is it working?

Me: That depends.

Husband: On?

Me: Whether or not you mean it.

Husband: See? Always trying to figure out your opponent.

Me: Leverage. I believe leverage is the word you're looking for. And yes.

Husband: Is it alright if I fuck you now, genius?

Me: That depends.

Husband: On?

(I'm withholding the rest of the conversation for obvious reasons of privacy.)

Hehe... it was a great movie. And a great night overall.


In other news....holy crap the Chiefs are 9-0! Never thought I'd live to see this day.


Also....I finally discovered why Playtex Pearl tampon applicators are so brightly colored. It's to help you track down all the pieces after the dog has dragged them out of the bathroom trash can. That, and it makes matching them all up together much easier. LOL

Yea, I'm in kind of a strange mood today. *shrug* Meh.


I'm off to go get bumped good and hard by my chiropractor yet again. God I wish that guy wasn't so tall, dark or handsome. I could do with a little less of one of those attributes. I come away most days feeling like I've had a quick little fuck from a beautiful stranger. Maybe if he wasn't adjusting my hip and pelvis every single time, I wouldn't sexualize it so much. (Apparently sexualize is not a word - fuck you Lit, I'm using it anyway.)

Have you read the book?

 

[60HzHum]

Hehe Good to know! See, this is what I keep you around for, K. You've been promoted to the position of word guru. No you're not getting a raise.

So wave hello to my house as you drive by on the 17 today. And good luck!!

Ha! I have you there! I get a raise just by thinking about you.

 

[hunnyblonde]

Have you read the book?

No, I haven't. I plan to after seeing the movie though. Have you?

Ha! I have you there! I get a raise just by thinking about you.

Cheater.