The past few days have been weird for the four of us that went to dc. I’m sure it’s also been a challenge to those that have to deal with us daily.
I think the one thing we all agree on is this weekend formed a really nice bond. As promised we are trying our best to take care of each other, while accepting our needs are different.
Fdg needs space and support. The hostess needs to talk. N needs to take care of all of us. I have no damn clue what I need, but I’ll figure it out.
I have a 9am, so I’ll continue this later
I keep going back to what motivated me to attend. It was not for me, it was for n. I didn’t set up any scenes, didn’t scope the attendees profiles, no prep was done for this event.
The only thing I wanted to do is go to a class that was to discuss spirituality and kink. What sucked is it got high jacked by this couple that runs some touch seminar. That sucked.
I think it’s funny that I was looking for that connection and instead found my inner sadist. I totally freaked myself out with it, but you never know what demons hide below the surface.