I went down a pretty headstrong path towards recovery after I realised my ex would not be getting back together with me. The issue is that I did so under the illusion that getting better would somehow make him reconsider me once again as a potential partner. I put all of my hope, energy, and […]

I’ve always wanted to be in Service to a well-mannered, mature man, but a man who has a soft, playful side as well. An active man who I could comfort after a long busy day. A man who would enjoy being serviced hand and foot, and any other body part that may need attending…. I […]

I think imagining the perfect man will help me realise why my ex wasn’t a good match. After all, the perfect man would have communicated with me a lot better, and he would have stuck around. I love life’s simple pleasures. Timeless moments, like sitting on the beach at night completely alone with the man […]

Taking a deep breath. I’m sober and thinking a little more clearly. Something about my depression just makes me act crazy as all fuck, and my meds clearly aren’t working. They did at first, but at a point, the demons came back, and they’re sneaky bastards. Well first, I have to stop personifying my problem. […]

(This post contains some NSFW content.) It’s true. My identity has been completely wiped from existence. Or at least, I feel it has. Being dumped by the man my heart so surely knew I would spend the rest of my life with threw me for a loop. It made me realise a lot of ugly […]

I don’t know why someone like him ever loved me. It just didn’t make sense. A handsome, high-profile member of society in his serpent-like, gunmetal car. It matched well with his slick hair and sharp smile. His skin was vibrant, and it would light up any room. It wrapped like warm silk across his athletic […]

Dear Diary… I am drunk. I’ve started this blog because… Well a lot of reasons. First, I’m drunk. What a great time to write! But there’s more to it. Get ya hats on, sit yaself down… Let me tell ya a story… Gather ’round, children. Daddy’s gon’ tell ya a storee. I’m not gonna tell […]