Evanesce -> RE: Dismissed (2/12/2006 10:27:50 AM)
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Thank you all for your opinons and advice. I didn't mean for this to sound whiny or pouty, i was just curious as to whether others had ever experienced it. Wasn't whiny at all. I think all of us have, at one time or another, been "let go" by someone we cared about. It hurts. Sometimes it hurts a lot. Sometimes it's more a relief than anything else. Before I met Master, I was involved with someone with whom I had never played. We'd met together publicly, had some of the most intensely personal conversations I'd ever had with anyone. He wrote me some of the most beautiful poetry I'd ever read, called all the time, we shared pictures of our kids, and we designed my collar together. And then, less than 24 hours after he called me to say he'd moved into a new place and given me the new phone number, I got an email from him telling me it was over. I emailed him back and said a letter was unacceptable, that I'd be home in 20 minutes and he needed to call me because I wanted to hear him say he did not love me. He couldn't say it. I think, when he called, that he cried more than I did. I was head over heels in love with this man (he's the only one who has ever had that effect on me), but he was married. He was leaving his wife. But, ultimately, his guilt at having left his first wife and the fact that he regretted not raising his son full time would not allow him to walk away from the wife he did not love, because they had a daughter together and he could not bear the thought of not seeing that little girl grow up. I was devastated, and it took months for me to get over him. In fact, I was still grieving that loss when I met Master. He and I spoke a few times after that, and he sent me a poem filled with pain and anguish over what he had lost when, one day, he called my house and I told him that I missed his call because I was at a first meet with the man who would become my Master. Sometimes I still worry about him because, even though he was Dom, I feel in many ways that he was much more vulnerable than I. It's been about four years since we spoke, though.
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