Remember when y’all encouraged me to ask for my toys back? Yeah.
So I did that. And then it set off a reaction, a chain reaction, and suddenly – like a kaleidoscope – things are different. With a quick turn of the wheel, from this:
Just that quickly.
I had kind of forgotten that, a long time ago, back when MP was my Sir, I had given him the passwords to my fetlife profile and my olivia email. And the link to this blog. Gulp.
Not that I actually had anything to hide – I have not done anything wrong. Haven’t done anything that I feel guilty about.
But that might have been hard to believe. I talked about some stuff, for sure. And I talked to some people. And some of the posts I’ve done might have been hard to read. It might have been a difficult weekend for both of us. Ok, it was a difficult weekend.
With lots of painful conversation. And explanations. And more conversation.
I was really not sure where we were going to land.
But this kind of amazing thing happened.
No, not just “he said he did.” He really did.
He wants to try again with the D/s relationship. Which would have just made me skeptical, but – he’s going to get some Dom coaching. (Yes, that’s a thing!) So that he can work through his own stuff and we’ll have a chance to really make it work.
Wow. That made me a believer.
I want to respect his privacy, so I’ll stop there, but I think that is sooooo cool, I just about can’t stand it.
Of course, there’s no guarantees on anything and who knows where we’ll end up. It’s taken me a little while to even begin to let myself be open to the possibilities. It’s kind of scary – um, I’m a bit scared.
I had shut myself off from him so thoroughly. To protect myself, you know. To protect my heart and my submissive little soul. (Don’t laugh, you know it’s true!)
I didn’t want to open again. Seriously, I didn’t.
But i am. I can feel it starting – it makes me think of the scene in The Secret Garden, after she finds the garden when she’s looking at the plants – do you know what I’m talking about? If you’ve read that book, you might remember. Of course I don’t have the book with me, but it’s when she’s first in the garden and she sees that flowers are starting to push up through the ground and begins to clear away the weeds that have grown up over them. And she’s not sure she’s doing the right thing, but just feels like they need room to breathe and grow. She’s so amazed that the flowers are still there.
I guess it sounds silly, but that’s a little bit how I feel now. Like i can make space for feelings i’d tried to bury. Like springtime.
Anyhow. He’s still MP right now. Nothing has really changed yet. But yikes – the possibilities!!!