julietsierra -> RE: my collar broke :( (12/20/2006 3:25:48 AM)
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I can SO empathize!! My Master was having some difficult family times and I wasn't seeing him much last year. So, I took to carrying his collar with me instead of leaving it at home (it was one I couldn't wear to work). I'd put it on in the car, drive to work, take it off, put it on when I got out of work and wear it home. It made me feel closer to him - silly as it sounds. Anyway, one night I had to stop on the way home to get my hair done. I didn't want anything to ruin it, so I left it in the car. After that, I went to pay my phone bill. While there, my car was stolen - ok, carjacked. There went my collar. When he came to pick me up, I had to tell him what was lost. The situation was scary, but the only time I ended up crying was when he got there and the police asked me what of value was in the car. He reassured me that ultimately it's only leather and metal and better I was safe without it than hurt with it. (Actually he said "just think of the carjacker wearing it while being fucked in the ass" which made me laugh and stopped the tears, but I was devastated.) Since then, I miss it so much. It's never been replaced, and while I have no doubts as to my place in his life, and I know that it's only a material symbol of something far deeper than just that strip of leather, I sure do feel the loss. February will be a year. At least you HAVE your collar. juliet edited to add: I don't mean to sound glib about your situation. I just realized that this sounded just like when my brother-in-law was killed and his wife went to some grief counselling thingies...and the divorcees were arguing with the widows over who'd lost more. The divorcees saying "at least you don't have to look at yours anymore" and the widows saying "at least you know you can always see him - even if you don't want to." Either way, we're both unable to wear them and that IS sad.
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