Can't it exist? Surely some people have this.
I've been trying hard to branch out and start dating. I've rewritten my profile on OKCupid eleventy five thousand times. I'm talking to a couple of cute guys on there, so we'll see what happens. I think if I could get my lovey/emotional/relationship-y side satisfied through a real romantic boyfriend/girlfriend relationship, and let my D/s be exactly that - D/s.
It's so hard. Basically every avenue in my life right now is cause for grief. I've *got* to get things on a normal track. I'm just dying here! Job. Family. D/s. Dating. Some days I think I wasn't meant to juggle so many balls. Yet I have it easy compared to some people. Maybe I'm just unskilled in handling stuff. I can dole out advice to my friends like ice cream cones on a hot summer day. But I'm blind to my own inhibitions and limitations.
Someday it'll all make sense. Someday.
Please disregard everything I say at this time, because I have been without Zoloft since Friday. There was a miscommunication between my old doctor in SC, and my new doctor up north, thus causing a lapse in the transferring of my prescriptions. As some of you may know all too well, I am batshit insane without my Zoloft. I'm batshit insane with it, really, but without it... yeah. And it looks like I have to actually make an appointment with the new doctor (again) before they'll refill my prescription. When will I be able to make time to do that?!?! Stay tuned to my medication saga. And please forgive any hysteria, sadness, weepiness, or failure during this time. Thank you.
I've been trying hard to branch out and start dating. I've rewritten my profile on OKCupid eleventy five thousand times. I'm talking to a couple of cute guys on there, so we'll see what happens. I think if I could get my lovey/emotional/relationship-y side satisfied through a real romantic boyfriend/girlfriend relationship, and let my D/s be exactly that - D/s.
It's so hard. Basically every avenue in my life right now is cause for grief. I've *got* to get things on a normal track. I'm just dying here! Job. Family. D/s. Dating. Some days I think I wasn't meant to juggle so many balls. Yet I have it easy compared to some people. Maybe I'm just unskilled in handling stuff. I can dole out advice to my friends like ice cream cones on a hot summer day. But I'm blind to my own inhibitions and limitations.
Someday it'll all make sense. Someday.
Please disregard everything I say at this time, because I have been without Zoloft since Friday. There was a miscommunication between my old doctor in SC, and my new doctor up north, thus causing a lapse in the transferring of my prescriptions. As some of you may know all too well, I am batshit insane without my Zoloft. I'm batshit insane with it, really, but without it... yeah. And it looks like I have to actually make an appointment with the new doctor (again) before they'll refill my prescription. When will I be able to make time to do that?!?! Stay tuned to my medication saga. And please forgive any hysteria, sadness, weepiness, or failure during this time. Thank you.
