UniqueRaven
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Joined: 9/30/2009 From: Austin, TX Status: offline
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i'm a slave, not a Master, so i apologize in advance if this isn't of use to you. But i hope it is. i gave up writing a journal. Why? Because all it was was a place for me to struggle, repeatedly, with the same issues, over and over again, and never truly move past them. i spent some time once and re-read my journals, and all i saw was how it was all about ME, and my struggles, and fears, and emotions, etc. etc. etc. Very little of it being about actually just submitting and serving my Master. And it was such a waste of time! Once i realized that my struggles were all about me, and not about being a better slave, i decided to just let them go. i made a mental shift that really, so much of what we as submissive women struggle and agonize about is just all about us.....and it serves no one, ourselves included, and especially our Owners/Masters. There comes a point when you have to make the mental shift to just let things go and move on, and quit making them mean so much. Really, so much of what we do doesn't mean anything - it's just for fun! i mean, really, fun's a big part of why we have these sorts of relationships, right? So yes, it wasted his time to read my struggles. Plus it made him sad, because he wondered if i was really happy as a slave. And i was happy as a slave, but you sure wouldn't have thought it from reading my journals. The "dumping" of emotion in my journal did nothing for either of us. i realized that it is far much better (and simpler) for me to be able to just go to my Owner, and say, i'm feeling a bit sad today, and have him deal with it then and there, and then we both move on being happy together. Simple. No agonizing or struggling or philosophizing or anything like that. For me it is all about pleasing my Owner, and him reading a journal of my struggles isn't pleasing. Much better for me to be his happy girl, sitting naked at his feet, and ready.
< Message edited by UniqueRaven -- 1/29/2010 11:52:52 AM >
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"My life has no purpose, no direction, no aim, no meaning, and yet I'm happy. I can't figure it out. What am I doing right?" ~Snoopy (Charles Schultz) My blog is at http://takinghishand.wordpress.com
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