Suleiman -> RE: Submissive journals (1/6/2005 10:59:23 PM)
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For a while there, back when I was being kept, I was supposed to keep a journal. I didn't really care for it. She was also keeping a journal, which I was supposed to read. I didn't. The whole process always smacked, to me, of that sort of passive-aggressive roomemate mode of communication by way of post-it notes. You either have a private journal that you keep safe, and that you know for a fact to be private, or you have a journal that you know for a fact will be read, and so you edit yourself. If you don't feel safe saying what's on your mind, then you really don't feel safe writing it down, either. I'd rather have a real conversation and actually say or hear what needs to be said and heard. It's a dying art, but one I appreciate. I know that when I tell my wife something important, it will be heard and acted upon. She knows the same is true of me. I also have a journal, which I keep for my own records, to track my moods, diet, and stray thoughts. I still have the habit of encrypting, cyphering, or using allegorical references to keep the private parts of my journal private. My journal here is really just a running commentary on my day-to-day life, since I'm of the opinion that the only people who bother to read my profile are folks curious to know who the heck I am. <tangental aside> Thinking back, the only time I was ever punished for keeping a journal was by my father's girlfriend (who later became his wife), while I was visiting for a few weeks during summer vacation. She found the journal, tried to read it, but was unable to due to the fact that it was encrypted - written entirely in futharc runes. She saw the runes and the various pictures I had doodled in the margins (which, being a metalhead at the time as well as a practicing occultist, included a lot of pentagrams, skulls, and scantily clad women) and concluded that I was practicing black magic and had been casting spells on her. The damned thing is, she never even found my occult journal. That was just a diary. I guess some folks just can't stand the thought of a teenager having actual privacy, even in their own head. I suppose the same applies to how some folks treat subs, eh?
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