Iâm not sure what there is to fix, itâs simply just not the right parts. Nothing seems broken. If the groves from manufacture donât match the add-ons, then what makes sense is that piece isnât meant for the additions? It needs⌠something else? I suppose you can keep using energy and time to make something fit, make it work. But something tells me, it will always keep slipping and will continually need analyzing and further realizing the same revelation.
Sex, for me, is liberating. Itâs something I am comfortable with, experienced with, and the act of cumming I am quite fond of. The thought of actual engagement of sex, does not necessarily always excite me. Sure, at times, but that need can be met so quickly and easily with a tool, and without emotional attachments if it were to be another person, the time and care those people do deserve. I could see myself, in the long run, being asexual. Sex is hot. I like getting dressed up. Even a little role-play and story-telling. I am attracted very much to any gender, I watch porn almost everyday and I cum almost every day. I donât think that will change. However, needing to play a game every day with my partner of who we can get to fuck me, surprise me, get drilled by another dick, making websites and wearing outfits every day, and then to buying a phone to start making these fantasies a reality. I am starting to feel like a fraud. I am starting to feel overwhelmed. How much do you tell your partner that youâre into it, for their enjoyment, before everything is for their enjoyment and you have left yourself with no space? I want to make the people I love so happy, that I would do anything, even if it were a charade on how far I would go sexually for them. Itâs not that I wouldnât have sex with another man for him, or another women. Itâs just the frequency that scares me. If the rate at which we talk about it became the rate that we actually participated in it.. I donât think Iâd ever let it get that far.Â
I think about how I see other people procrastinate in things I could never, and yet, I am realizing, no matter how prompt I am, the one thing I will always put off is the most important, which is myself and how I feel. I will tolerate something in my life until the very last moment I canât, and it blows up. I blow up. And I lose it and I run, because so much damage has been done.
I want to cry thinking about it. I thought my life changed a year ago when I met my partner. I started out being exactly who I was. But little by little, I caught myself doing what he wanted, because he likes control and I like to give it.Â
If this relationship doesnât work out, I feel like I canât believe one will. I have lost a general hope for multiple connections with one person.
To note, my partner and I connect on⌠sex (but not necessarily our sex appetite), most values (like being a good person, having integrity in your work and relationship, being thoughtful in a relationship, doing whatever you need to for them, giving them what they want, and our creativity. I have to say that is the extent.. and they are all great things.Â
I give Dan anything he wants. Anything. Even when I have sworn I never would, he somehow convinces me out of it, then I convince myself, too. God, I convince myself often.Â
And we are back to what I had learned a long time ago, maybe dating back to high school. âYour self is always at faultâ. Because you can blame the other person all day, but really any person, or I, am responsible for the things I say, how I behave, react, talk, what I do, how I do it. Every person has to take ownership for where they are in their lives.
I canât begin to express what Dan has given to me, or what he has sacrificed so that I could be happy and taken care of. It is in his blood to care, just as much as it is to control. I am not speaking of âcontrollingâ as a bad trait, because there are the positive ways he applies it, such as knowing that every persons in his personal life like kids, are accounted for, and all of his work people have clear expectations, and so do I.
I am privileged, I truly am. I am supported. I have freedoms that I always had dreamed of. I also realize the freedoms I have lost. This is a factual statement. I can now go to the store and buy whatever and however many groceries I want. When I want to try a recipe, I can. I can buy a coffee every day and not flinch. I can buy gifts for people or myself. There are no financial worries. I am financially pleasant. I am financially free. I am not, however, free to go climb a mountain whenever I want to. Or go hang out with a guy who yes I might find attractive and might have a small crush on but really hanging out with people in general is a way of discovering who you are in this life, by connection. I miss learning and randomly putting myself through school or different platforms of education. I use to put myself through a lot, on a whim. And who I am today is so great because of it. I donât know who I am now. Itâs not that important to know anywayâŚÂ
I really love Dan because he pushes me to do things that I normally and lazily wouldnât do. He talks me up, he tells me to âjust do itâ in a sense. He shows me how important it is to be kind to everyone, to not judge everything at first. Mostly business things. He judges a lot of things, like health, nutrition, fitness, disregards nature and planet Earth, he doesnât like to think of himself as an artist⌠all things that make my heart soar, that make me who I am.
But I am getting side tracked. I am just feeling a huge disconnect because our relationship right now is super over sexualized and I donât feel the same but I am saying I do and at first I thought it made sense to but now itâs showing how serious Dan is about all the things we talk about and I could be ostracizing it in my head because the rate at which we are doing things are high because heâs not here and he is very unhappy with where he currently is and this set up has him finding release but I wish we could find another kind of release because this isnât natural to me and just feels like a giant distraction for him and sometimes people just need to âgo through what the go throughâ and stop running and feel it and change what they feel like, instead of drowning it out with porn links and sexy outfits and my cumming. SIGH.