I haven’t posted here for 8 years. It’s sad looking back and remembering so many things I had forgotten. I stopped reading after 4 or 5. That was enough for me.
I’m grossed out by myself. The dishonesty, the lack of self esteem, believing everyone is good underneath it all… so many things. God, I made so many mistakes.
I’m disgusted that I was so vulnerable to someone who didn’t even care enough to explain what happened. He just left and never contacted me again. He is a disgrace.
He has no fucking idea how messed up he’s left me.
He’s caused me.
This hurt.. is it growth… again?
Part of me misses him… wants him back… even after everything that’s been done.
The bigger part of me… looks at his lies and his deceptions…his make believe worlds and I feel like Alice in Wonderland…
It makes my heart hurt.
LJ heartbroken.
Frustrated….
What is that famous saying… looking for love in all the wrong places…
Why do I go on sex cam sites and expect men there to not be entirely focused on sex? Why would I expect the occasional man to actually want conversation, rather than just a Skype play session?
Feeling Lost…
On a different topic… my heart is still hurting and I’m feeling confused. Really confused. I use to be relatively confident in my sexuality… now that I don’t have my DD to help quell my doubts when they do happen… my own mind turns against me and these thoughts are allowed to run wild. I start doubting myself and even though, deep down… I know better… part of me starts wondering if the last three years have been nothing but a phase. Maybe that’s fear talking. Not sure anymore.
I feel lost. Rudderless.
I’m a boat, out in the middle of the sea, on a stormy night…
Darkest before the dawn?
We will see.
Coming up with the title for this entry… I initially wanted to title it: Starting to Heal but realized that’s not quite true. I don’t think I have started to heal from what happened with him (I can no longer refer to him as a Daddy Dom cause he certainly isn’t).
It has been just over two months and I don’t feel like I have truly faced everything that happened, the betrayal, the lies, the dishonesty, the misrepresentation… I could go on. I’m not sure how to handle it, how to start healing from it.
I think I’ve tried to put a Band-Aid on it by getting involved with someone else. That seemed to work at first, until things became closer and I panicked. I got involved with Dave and he wanted a commitment too fast. I’m not ready to be in a committed relationship with someone right now… but it’s nice feeling wanted and to not be lonely, if only for a little while. I’m confused. I feel overwhelmed. I’ve explained to Dave how I’m feeling and he gets it. I’ve asked for things to slow way down with us and he seems to have done that. He knows I need my space and time. Not that we have cut off all contact or anything. He still texts me once a day and we are planning on getting together tomorrow, just for dinner. If he can be patient with me… it might eventually work out but if he can’t, I’m afraid that will mean the end.
How does one start to heal after being betrayed so badly?
So… an update for those that care to read it.
My Daddy ended up moving in with me on Christmas Eve but I had lost him again by New Years Eve. He went back to his wife, after having abandoned her for me over the Christmas holiday. That is fucked up. I discovered how he was lying to me about so many fucking things. Even his job. What he did for a living. He made it all up and I bought it. Hook, line and sinker. He mind fucked me. I hope if her ever reads this – he will know that’s what I think of him now. All the undeserved respect I ever gave you – it was all fucking lies. Disgusting, old, bored, married man. Fuck you.
You stay in that house… with that wife, who can’t stand fucking you. Be happy lying with her. And I mean in both ways. You deserve to be right where you are.
Later.
I recently wrote this letter to someone and wanted to share it here.
Just wanted to write you a letter… remember when I said that sometimes I feel like I can express myself better in writing than verbally? I think you’ll discover just how true that is.
I had a really nice evening with you last night.
I’m hoping this may be the start of a very open, honest and transparent type of relationship.
I think communication and trust are two of the most important things with BDSM and those things are certainly important to me.
I think sexually (among other things), we could be quite compatible.
Saying that, I think I should clarify what my idea of a Daddy Dom would be.
For me, it’s not about being a literal Daddy, (although I realize for many littles that is true for them).
It’s not about an ‘actual’ Daddy crossing boundaries with his little girl.
For me… a Daddy Dom is more like a mentor but at the same time, much more than that.
Daddy would be someone I would admire, respect, adore and in some senses even worship.
Of course, that comes with Daddy proving to LJ, that he deserves all of those things.
Daddy would be someone who teaches me things, not just sexual things but things LJ wants to know more about… things Daddy might know… that she doesn’t.
By the way, I realize I speak of LJ as if she is a third person. Just wanted to clarify that I don’t actually believe that she is a third person… it’s just easier for me to speak and share things about her, when I can put a little distance between my adult self and my little self.
Daddy would protect me… he would put my needs above his own.
He would watch and listen and understand me, more at times than I even understand myself.
I want a Daddy I can count on, that I can trust with everything.
I want a Daddy that I would never have to use the safe word with because he’s watching everything and knows and gauges just how much is too much and just how much is enough.
Eventually, I want to feel like Daddy owns me but at the same time, knowing he would never take advantage of that ownership, never use that ownership for his own selfish needs if it meant in anyway harming me. That would be the last thing that Daddy would ever want to do.
It might take me awhile to be able to regress into feeling like LJ again. She has already come out a little bit… even last night… she was there for fleeting moments.
I have in the past, been able to deeply regress into being LJ. Times when my adult self is gone… and I’m just little.
Anyway, I realize I’m getting a bit deeper into this conversation than I originally meant to but I guess it’s all good information for you to have.
I hope that your perception of being a Daddy Dom, can match with mine.
Just needed to put that out there. Please write me back and let me know how you feel about it.
The ‘man’ I had a relationship with… whom I called my Daddy… was not the person I thought he was. We were together for two and a half years.
He lied to me about so many different things. This was a man I trusted. This was a man who escorted me into the world of BDSM. And now my trust has been shattered.
He is a pathological liar. I don’t say that lightly. He lied about everything.
It is truly fucked up. And I feel lost. And sad. And mad. And I hate that he did this to me.
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A lot has been happening. Daddy is taking steps to leave his wife. He is preparing himself. I know he is going through a lot emotionally and that after so many years of being married – it is going to be difficult.
Just in the last week or so… I have been feeling insecure. Things just seem ‘off’ and I can’t pinpoint where those feelings are coming from.
Part of me, feels guilty. Strangely, for the first time since I knowingly became involved with a married man. I think it’s because before things had been running as normal between the two of them, what she didn’t know, wasn’t hurting her. Now… he is acting differently at home. I think he is starting to emotionally distance himself from her. They have been fighting. It’s the first time when I’ve really felt badly for the role I’ve played in disturbing their marriage and swirling up the dirt and debris that had numbed and been covering up their issues and problems. Saying that – I know that I am not responsible. He is. The state of their marriage – has nothing to do with me.
I know I’m not explaining how things are right now very well and all the background about what’s been going on… so I ask for patience.
I’m feeling confused and insecure. Unsure of myself and unsure of my relationship and I can’t really put a reason on it. Which must sound awfully weird to people reading this but it’s true.
Part of me – wants to talk to Daddy about it. Let him know where I’m at. I know that’s what I should do. It’s always best to communicate openly and honestly.
I’m feeling lost.
So Proud To Have Won!!!
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