Identity crisis

Writing my blog on my DomCon experience opened my eyes to something I kind of neglected to think about. Or rather I didn’t bother to think about. What now? My interest in BDSM isn’t going to slide into the background. It’s simply part of my multi-faceted reality. I’m a lot of things: author, grateful (and

2016 Moment: The Importance of Loving Growth in Doses

Many of us exist in a realm of self-mutilation via the words we say to ourselves. We are, without a doubt, hard on ourselves beyond reason—harder than random internet strangers will ever think we are. Case in point, I have three blogs I wanted to get done today, in addition to doing minion’s hair, cooking,

The Write Words

Last night was eye opening in the worst way possible. Not going into it because well, who really wants to be a Debbie Downer on Monday. I mean it’s already Monday. So last night the ugly cry and I met again. It was bad. UC (Ugly Cry) gut checked me so hard my eyes are

Lifestyles of the Kinky & Free

Let me first preface this by saying that nothing I’m saying is meant as a judgment to those who live any of the lifestyles that I came across this weekend. Observations only. Most of my experiences were not really the shock to my system that I expected, but that may be because I attended expecting