Ialdabaoth -> Rebuilding confidence (12/2/2009 11:14:09 PM)
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So, fun things are afoot. 1) I'm back in the game! Woo! A local domme approached me, hearing tales of my epic adventures training sub-girls to walk and dance and run and do contortion in ballet boots, to do aerial gymnastics while in suspension bondage, and to generally be fucking bad-asses. She asked if I was willing to adjust my curriculum to suit a dominant personality, and of course I said yes. (I do like a challenge.) So far, it's been fucking epic. Three weeks, and she's already performing better than any of my subs ever did - the fact that she entirely self-motivates means all I have to focus on is correcting technique; all the impetus is coming from her. 2) We decided to "show off" at the local TNG group tonight, and it was predictably EPIC. I got a few pokes from other girls (subs, mostly), who are intrigued at the idea of being trained. I've sat down with my young domme protege, who is a technical writer by trade, and we are going to put together a full training curriculum and start accepting pupils, as a team. 3) As a result of 1 and 2, I'm back in the limelight I love so much. People are whispering my name, people are coming up to me to ask questions, people see me as someone to talk to for advice on doing EPIC THINGS with their subs. Trouble is, my confidence is still shattered from various Past Trauma (or perhaps, Past Drama - I don't know anymore). I KNOW I'm incredibly competent, I KNOW I'm almost effortlessly capable of turning talented raw material into utterly inhuman examples of grace and prowess, but I'm terrified my neurotic little fairy ass is going to fuck it up. Now what?
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