Stress is a funny thing. I've got so much on my plate right now with work, and my mom's health issues, that there are times I feel like I'm going to disintegrate into a million tiny pieces. It's at times like this that I wonder how well I'm served by being built the way that I am. Prolonged stress pushes all of my drives through the roof. My usual response is just to shut down the drives and desires and focus only on the task at hand until I finally crash and burn. I've not done that this time though. I dove in and wallowed in my desires, finding ways outside of my norm to ease the pressure.
I was invited to join a new forum being run by Richard and Alexandra, kinksters I've got a huge amount of respect and admiration for. Fetish Lore is a place primarily focused on F/m DS relationships, but please leave the "One True Way" crap at the door. There's lots of discussion, friendly people, and good information there... plus I've participated more there than I ever have in comments or other discussion boards. If you want to learn about my kinks, that's the place to do it.
I've played with several very sweet (fairly) local submissives... and will continue to do so as I have time and focus. In addition, my masochistic boot boy traveled all the way from Florida to be my play toy and to spoil me rotten for a few days of much-needed relaxation. He doesn't get as much time or attention as either of us would like, but he always goes above and beyond the call, and has become a very close and trusted friend over the last few years. Thank you boy. Step up and take a bow if you stop by to read this.
All of this activity has kept my stress levels more manageable, and allowed me to focus on doing what I need to do, without becoming so consumed with it that I'm overwhelmed. Up until today.
We're putting mom into hospice. She's going downhill fast, and there's no way to pull her off that slope aside from divine intervention. If you pray, please do. She's in good spirits, but so very very tired, and in lots of pain. As for me, well, I think I've run out of tears and then they start all over again. That crash and burn wall is coming up way too fast.
I was invited to join a new forum being run by Richard and Alexandra, kinksters I've got a huge amount of respect and admiration for. Fetish Lore is a place primarily focused on F/m DS relationships, but please leave the "One True Way" crap at the door. There's lots of discussion, friendly people, and good information there... plus I've participated more there than I ever have in comments or other discussion boards. If you want to learn about my kinks, that's the place to do it.
I've played with several very sweet (fairly) local submissives... and will continue to do so as I have time and focus. In addition, my masochistic boot boy traveled all the way from Florida to be my play toy and to spoil me rotten for a few days of much-needed relaxation. He doesn't get as much time or attention as either of us would like, but he always goes above and beyond the call, and has become a very close and trusted friend over the last few years. Thank you boy. Step up and take a bow if you stop by to read this.
All of this activity has kept my stress levels more manageable, and allowed me to focus on doing what I need to do, without becoming so consumed with it that I'm overwhelmed. Up until today.
We're putting mom into hospice. She's going downhill fast, and there's no way to pull her off that slope aside from divine intervention. If you pray, please do. She's in good spirits, but so very very tired, and in lots of pain. As for me, well, I think I've run out of tears and then they start all over again. That crash and burn wall is coming up way too fast.
