Do you have abandonment issues?

Decades ago, I most certainly did. I didn’t have a particularly good reason for it —I had no long string of lost exes or estranged parents— but I thought very little of myself and assumed people would want to leave me after the slightest provocation.

Now? Nope. I know beyond question that no one ever wants to leave me. And when they sometimes do, it’s down to life’s vicissitudes, not some tragic flaw in Who I Am or Who She Is.

And frankly, it’s impossible to feel abandoned when so many people love you. I can be heartbroken, but I’m never alone.

Im gonna attend your livestream tomorrow for the first time, is there anything i should know beforehand?

A few things, I suppose.

  1. The chat room is optional… I kinda figured this was obvious, but some people are confused. You can watch the stream without participating in the —frequently chaotic— discussion.
  2. If you are in the chat room, I’m not going to be mean to newcomers or strangers, so don’t worry about that.
  3. The girls —both the ones I own and the ones I don’t— routinely tease and bully one another in the room. It’s playful, but it can be intimidating to new arrivals… if you want to avoid that, just say “hi” and hang out, contributing when you’re comfortable. No one’s expecting you to join the fray.

Other than that… have fun!

I meant to mention, i did get tested already, im k ok. He didn’t give me anything,,, other than a bunch of feelings too work through

I’m very glad to hear that you’re okay!

And take your time with the feelings. Let them happen, and don’t be too quick to judge them. They’re trying to help, in their confusing, conflicting ways.

Whats your body count?

Lower than the average 25 year old girl’s, from what I can tell.

I don’t do casual sex, and other than the woman who took my virginity, I’ve never fucked someone I didn’t expect to be at my side for the rest of her life. That’s a pretty small sorority, all things considered.

But it’s getting bigger.

I’ve been sending anon asks because i love interacting with you but i don’t generally even like your posts because I’m too scared of what you knowing who i am would do to me

I suspect that what it would do to you is “make you too nervous to breathe but grateful to be alive”.

Doesn’t sound so scary to me.

Have you ever been in love? If so, when youre in love with someone do you truly believe the things that are written on your blog apply to them?

Is there a line between someone you kink with and someone youre in love with?

…what?

The last time I wasn’t in love was… 1984? Maybe ‘83? Forty years, let’s put it that way. The last time I wasn’t in at least one formal relationship, it was 1992. I’ve been actively in love with individual people longer than half my audience has been alive.

RE: “…the things that are written on your blog…”

…are numerous, spanning a decade of evolving thought and feeling, and written for or about an ever-changing cast of characters. No, not every post applies to any particular individual.

But does the general spirit of the blog apply to those I love?

Oh my yes.

To them, more than anyone else.

RE: “Is there a line…”

I’m not sure what the purpose of such a line would be.

To own a girl, you have to understand her. And the more you understand her, the more you’ll grow to love her. The more you love her, the easier it is to hurt her. The easier it is to hurt her, the more owned she feels. It keeps going like that.

I’m intimidated still so on anon might be outing myself, but guess i didnt have to message to be mutuals again💙 which still surprises me as i dont fit a lot of what your girls do type wise from what ive seen, but i suppose i do something right.

Duh, of course you’ve outed yourself. And since you strike me as a girl who could be turned inside-out and psychically dissected by a sufficiently motivated individual, “intimidated” is probably a good look for you.

Congrats on your wisdom, something I’m sure is seldom applauded.

Also, you don’t need to be my type to be interesting. Believe it or not, I follow girls I have no intention of fucking. Or at least no intention they need to know about.

Yet.