• book opened to a page with a list of choices in a column
    Decisions,  Distress,  kinks,  Learning the Hard Way,  Self Love

    Doing Things or not Doing Things, it is a Choice!

    Doing things or not doing things it is a choice. Every day we have a choice to make on all levels.  Trying to keep within the legal limits, of course, we are faced with decisions and choices every day.  How we handle those decisions and how we approach the choices we make is essential.  We can all look back and wonder, “What the hell was I thinking?” but we can also look back and say, “Damn, I nailed that one!”.  How we view our choices is also a choice. I was going through my phone, clearing some pictures off of it.  I take pictures of memes, and different things as…

  • white body with black strap bathing suit
    Aging,  BDSM,  Decisions,  Every Damn Day in June,  Kink of the Week,  kinks,  Self Love

    Feeling Strappy Kinks

    I am feeling strappy kinks!  Maybe I am feeling strappy because it has been forever since I have experienced them.  I love straps of any kind, in clothing, and how they feel when they graze my body.  My biggest kink (thus far) is impact play.  Spanking, crops, and belts have been my experience, and I love them all.  Flogging is something that I have not experienced but hope that someday I will.  Until then, I will settle for soft straps across my body.  This suit was ordered during one of my sleep shopping nights.  Silly, I know, but I honestly don’t remember ordering this!  It came in the mail, and…

  • Aging,  Decisions,  Medical Related,  Self Love,  Thoughts

    Tuck

      As if my life hasn’t presented me with enough decisions and in some way options, I have been grappling with something that I have wanted to do for a long time.  I tend to tuck away my emotions most of the time and handle things on my own so this decision has been dwelling in my brain for quite some time.  To tuck or not to tuck that is the decision. I have grown a great deal in the area of self-love and self-acceptance.  Much of that came from my extinguished D/s relationship.  My fear was when Daddy left me that he would take the confidence he had given me…