I’m more than just my kinks

Or at least I used to be.

I was part of a family. Fuck that I was the head of a family. I ran a house, had a house.

Today I checked the boxes that makes all of that my past.

I’m left empty

To add insult to injury I get to deal with the tax guy too and it’s snowing!

So far I’ve cried 2, vomited once, sent 4 rather nasty emails. I just need to get through this day.

I told L, no more politics, stop the gloom and doom. Not today.

My bitch level is oddly at zero, I have no will to be nasty unless it us directly reactive. So don’t come at me and I’m fine.