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RCdc -> RE: .A,B,C,D,E or Fail. (8/15/2008 2:55:03 AM)
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This is Darcy
I’ve been reading this thread with great interest (not least because I’m personally involved with the beautiful creature who started it [:D]) and would like to add some of my own thoughts.
I very much advocate listening to and trusting one’s instincts, and more often than not (a lot more often in my case) this involves ‘breaking the rules’ and just trusting that my judgment is correct.
This was the case when the.dark. and I first met. At the time I too was still married, although very much separated, as there had been a long and protracted period of drifting apart, so the last thing I wanted or needed was to become involved in a complicated or demanding relationship. However, the.dark. and I had bonded deeply over the course of several months, beginning with just (electronic) letters at first, and then progressing to MSN and finally to actually speaking with each other.
Those early contacts were electrifying, full of discovery, awe, excitement at having found somebody who spoke to me on a level that I had never experienced before, and with whom I was finally able to be myself, rather than hide certain aspects of myself behind various masks and barriers, as I had done in every other relationship up until this point.
It was also my ‘coming out’ into the world of BDSM as well, and the fact that we chose Kinkfest to be our first meeting was perfect on so many levels. In retrospect it become apparent that I have always been interested in the D/s dynamic that the.dark. and I now deeply and successfully share, and that my Dominant personality has always been there, but that I just hadn’t identified it as such.
So, as the.dark. has already shared, we met, we broke all the rules (me particularly, as I had effectively gone off the radar as far as everybody else that I knew was concerned – the only person who even knew where I was, never mind who with or what I was doing, was the.dark. but luckily she turned out not to be a psychopathic, dangerous, sadistic monster (except when I ask her to be, of course [;)])) and two years later here we are, finally living together, sharing our lives, our interests, our plans for the future (and yes, our fluids on a regular basis [:D]).
It hasn’t always been an easy ride, and that’ll be the subject of another post one of these days to encourage those going through what we have been through not to give up when things go wrong, when life’s obstacles seem insurmountable, or when it all seems too big an undertaking to actually work out in the end.
For now, though, I am blessed and happy that one chance encounter on the ‘net has made me the happiest man I’ve ever been, one who is free from having to wear masks (except when I choose to these days), and who is 100% true to what it is that makes me who I am, the good, the bad and the ugly.
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