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ORIGINAL: Ishtarr My personal believes are that a slave is a person governed by an external force. Without an external force governing them, a person can at the most be somebody who acts as if they where a slave. That's how it is with me. I know who/what I am. 'It' only responds when compelled. Every time I am not, it's not there, and I can't pretend. I find this very difficult to describe though. I serve a lot of people, I love a lot of people. But it doesn't satisfy, because it's my choice to serve and love. Being compelled satisfies levels of being that I didn't know could be satisfied. quote:
This is why I personally don't believe in giving consent, or obeying because you gave your word, or agreeing to slave contracts, or anything like that. If obedience comes from within, it's a free choice made by a freethinking individual, and to me, it's not slavery. I don't care if people call it slavery because they like the term, but to me it's not, and instead a choice made by a free person to do something they personally desire to do. I don't like the term at all. But it is what i am. I have fought it, long and hard. I have made peace with it. I had to, there was too much stress when trying to be someone who I am not. I find it difficult when people equate being slave with being a doormat. I am everything but. quote:
Because of this I wasn't my previous owner's slave the entire time I was in his collar. The only time I spend as his slave was between the time he first became able to compel my obedience from me, and the time he seized to be able to compel my obedience from me. However, due to circumstance, I ended up acting out the protocol a slave would follow for longer than that time, which in retrospect, I consider and incredible idiotic thing to do. I probably consider that my single biggest mistake in the whole mess that was our break up. I don't see that as a mistake. At the moment you acted out the protocol, it made perfect sense to you. To me this has something to do with having hope. With longing. At the moments when I struggled with 'being in the moment' I blamed myself, and I knew full well that somehow he was utilizing that and I was ok with that. quote:
And now, it causes me to struggle with that "being" that once came so spontaneous and natural. I've always been a bit of a control freak, wanting to have a grip on things as they happened. And when I was first confronted with the external force of my ex-Master compelling my obedience from me, it was such a liberating experience. It was as if I finally attained permission to let go, stop my head from spinning, relax and just "be" in the moment. It was quite literally an addicting experience, one that I became dependent on in order to be able to relax and feel comfortable in my own skin. Yes, that's how it is. And it's part of who I am, how I function, and part of why this kind of dynamic works for me. His presence made everything fall into place. I have learned to give reasonably good direction to my own life, but it's nothing like having that focus. quote:
Now, after the break up, I have the almost opposite spontaneous reaction when confronted with an external force compelling my obedience. Instead of relaxing and letting go, I cramp up and grasp at everything even more tightly than before. My head starts spinning off like crazy, because I desperately try to calculate and predict all the possible permutations of what could theoretically happen if I dare to actually let go, and react to the external force, instead of resisting it. Its an experience that creates hostility, stress and distrust in me, where it used to be the most liberating, beautiful and relaxing thing that could ever happen. I, in essence, have totally lost my capability to submit, because I have total lost the reactionary symbioses that used to exist between my desire to let go of everything and my desire to control everything. I can make myself go through the motions, as if I where submitting, but I can no longer just react. It's why I deeply believe I can no longer be a slave again, because I don't see that blank ability to react without hesitation ever fully returning like it was the first time. I don't ever see myself falling in a relationship again where things just "are" from the start. I do see myself continue to work on, and overcome a who lot of inhibitions which will allow me to have a more natural dealing with my own emotions and reactions again. But the all-encompassing faith and lack of hesitation I had that first time, is not something I ever see returning. I'm not ever sure I want it to even. The middle ground seems a steadier path to walk, because, though it will probably never have the absolute high points I once was capable of experiencing, the lows will not be able to approximate the depths I've felt either. I wish you well.
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There are no rules, there is only compassion. Simple religion: There is no need for temples, No need for complicated philosophies My brain and my heart are my temples My philosophy is kindness (DL) 'There's a fire burning in my heart'
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