The Nerve of Some People

I wrote a post on Fetlife the day before yesterday before bed. I expressed the situation between Master and I, about how his time was limited now and we both had to rearrange our priorities. We don’t like it. We don’t want it to happen. But we have to do it. It’s the best solution for everyone involved.

So I wrote a post looking for suggestions about what to do so I didn’t miss him so much. He’d surprised me earlier that day by coming online via Yahoo and chatting with me for a while, so I asked them what they would do to lessen the pain I felt when he had to leave again. I was just looking for a little sisterhood, some relation with other people, thinking maybe by sharing experiences, I’d find a few more submissive female friends.

The replies to my post blew my mind, and I‘m still reeling 24 hours later. Other female “submissives” told me I needed to get a life, to find other things to occupy my time. To leave the one I call Master, because he couldn’t give me the attention I needed. Basically, most of the 17 responses told me to move on and find someone else who could give me everything…

Isn’t a relationship about compromise? Giving and taking, in all aspects? It’s a cowards way out if you can’t last through the hard times. If your first thought when things get rough is to get out and give up, you’re not in this for the long haul. Running at the first sign of trouble tells me that you’re a fake and are only playing at something that the rest of us take seriously and need to complete our lives.

Do people have nothing else to do with their time, that they have to pretend online to be something and/or someone they’re not? How pathetic is that? I mean, if they’re only starting out and finding out about themselves, then they wouldn’t be assuming so much or acting so knowledgeable. Right? So people telling me that I need to move onto someone else and give up and walk away from everything I could be and could have with him, and could GIVE to him… It makes me sick.

And with all this stress hitting at once, I’m sick enough and already not eating, so I don’t need the drama.