I had the tar beaten out of me yesterday and I feel like a better person. I am struggling with accepting this part of myself but the evidence is so clear at this point not accepting it and embracing it is like arguing about the color of the sky. Been unsure and contemplating what label I fall under for a couple years – maybe a bottom – maybe evolving – nope. I am a submissive. Hearing the words “good girl” make me melt. Submitting to someone my gut said was safe, knowledgeable and right feels like a missing piece just slid right in.
There are a thousand more words and ideas floating around at the moment but this is about all I can get out in an articulate manner.
Poly Failure 