Kana -> RE: setting them free (5/2/2013 1:26:41 PM)
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ORIGINAL: JayAmbrose Saddly I had to travel for work and didn't get a chance to stick around. I saw the first few which were very man up and deal with it. But then as I got back to it now I noticed some of you haven't really been sticking up for me and really been looking out for me which I greatly appreciate it more than you can possibly now but I am back now so I will be following this thread quite religiously 1-Yeah-you're kinda new here, so purely as a warning-lots and lots of the time people ain't gonna "stick up for you," but the vast majority of the time they'll tell you the truth. And you know what they say about the truth, "It may set you free but first it will piss you off." 2-AFAIC, there are only two types of people in the world-those who tear off a band-aid quickly and those who do it slow. Either way, the suckers gonna hurt, it's just a question of how long the pain is gonna last. Now me, I'm a rip that fucker off fastnhard sorta guy, don't understand people who draw out the process. So when I think a relationship is toast and has no future I do what needs to be done. But if I like her, and am emotionally attached (which is pretty much always nowadays. When I was young I did some straight TPE's and got around a whole lot more than I do in my dotage), then it gonna hurt. And the equation is simple-the more I care, the more it's gonna hurt. This rule holds true pretty much no matter what my reason for booting her from my life is. I can know I'm doing the right thing, for her/me/us, I can know in my heart that the decision to split is the best thing to do, the right thing to do, and ya know what? That sucker still hurts. The rationale behind it doesn't matter a lick. The emotion is the only thing that matters. For me, and this is just me, I'm friends with pretty much everyone I've ever played or slept with, but that didn't come easy or right away. I need some space to breathe, some time to lick my wounds and heal, sort out the emotions, figure out where things went wrong and why and how the process has changed me before I can really have interaction with them on a different level. That takes time. Nothing else. Sometimes more, sometimes less, but in the end the healing comes, leaving me altered as a man, as a dom, as a human freaking being. usually a better one too. A touch more humble, a smidgen wiser, perhaps even, on occasion, a bit more compassionate. Then, and only then, can I begin to build a relationship with them on a different level (Cuz, ya know, love doesn't disappear, it can just change form),grins, it's right around here that I'm safe to start thinking about dating again too. I've said it here before and I'll say it again. Everything I've ever learned about BDSM (and most of what I know about life), I've learned from the fantastic women I've had the privilege of owning-they are almost to a lady so much better people than me and they gave so freely-I'm so freaking grateful. Every woman I've ever loved has left teeny tiny footprints on my heart. She may go, but those tracks, they remain. As do the changes her presence, or lack thereof, has brought about in me. It's on me whether they better or lessen me as a person.
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