I would like to think that I've worked my way past a good sized chunk of what I've dealt with in my life. Much of the abuse and manipulation and gaslighting and all other forms of shit that's been pushed my way. But, damn, this summer has had some of it creeping up that creates a hell of a brain cycle. Every once in a while I've put thought into why Fusion was so hard on me. Over time, I've definitely been able to pick it apart a bit more. Overall this summer, with everything going on, I'm feeling very insecure. Like I'm just an obligation. Being brought along because people feel like they have to, rather than want to. And the lack of time when with people when nothing else is happening doesn't help that. Lack of time spent with others just because they want to see me. Lack of play outside of events when they feel like they might as well because of the venue. Lack of desire shown in the same way as it is with others. After Fusion I told
My life is such an odd and surreal rollercoaster of kink, mischief, body modification and wonderment. Read along, and see the new pages of the journey that is my life, with all the sex, trouble, friends, family, pain, and adventure.