I'm thankful to be alive and I know I've got genuine friendships here and in person with members whom I adore for WHO they are. I am alive. My libido doesn't matter all that much these days. I was a virgin bride. A lil Goody-goody two shoes. I didn't know that a high libido wasn't normal. Now, I'm just trying to just enjoy simply being alive.... Life is a challenge of resilience. plain n simple. You either survive, or you learn to see the joy in every tiny moment. rain drops spattering on your face. The welcoming morning calls of wild mourning doves and quail. I wish y'all joy and safety in your lives
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Saturday, May 17, 2014, 1:49:17 AM- hugs??? | ||||||
I'm needing them right now... Lanky was late the other night... helped a woman change a flat on her car, and had planned to follow her to the tire store to make sure she'd gotten there fine... when he got home he apologized for being late, proceeded to share the tale of rescuing her on the side of the road... I know the satisfaction of doing a good deed for someone in need. I was pleased... but, then... his eyes glazed over and he admitted that she'd been wearing scrubs, and his weakness for a woman in them... and, that had she not been married he'd have continued flirting.. harder and gotten her phone number, to pursue her... it made me wonder... was it just a man fantasizing? or, was he saying I'm not interested, D... makes me wonder. I've wondered about his desperate need to reconnect with past playmates and female "friends" and about him sharing that he's living on this side of the valley now... does he share with them that he's living rent free with a woman? Does he bother with honesty... does he want to say I'm sleeping with a woman who's in love with me? Or would he continue hiding me in shame and avoid the truth. I have no clue. And... I'm scared to ask him hard questions that prey upon my mind... if she were to ask, would you touch her again? Would you resist? Would you avoid me and my touch? Would you share the truth, or hide it between lies as you used to? WHY do you stay with me, when you could have been living in your room, rent free? WHY do you want to call this home, if you can't stand the heartache in my weeping? Why would you stay when you know the rage my daughter holds within her when you want to walk away, and leave? WHY stay? What makes it worth the heartache and frustration.. the helpless frustration of feeling it's not your place to stand up to her when she's raging at her mother? WHY stay? Why put up with me, or her, the clutter and static... what makes it worth this at all? This weekend I had to consider institutionalizing my child, in time for Mother's Day... what a gift it would have been? I'm coming undone... I can't take much more of this nightmare... I feel so empty lost and worn out... And... I can't imagine her ever allowing me to live a life filled with the love of any man... she raged over Alex... she rages bitterly over Lanky too... I'll never be allowed to know the joy of loving a man completely... I'll forever be saying Good bye, and letting go. hugs wrapped around my pillow... I feel so torn to pieces... He's drifting away... but... he's progressing... he's moving forward. He started a new job, today... and, tomorrow he's arranged to finally have a lengthy conversation with his ex-wife... closure, resolution, moving forward. God, I love the man I've come to know. I'm proud to know him. I'm grateful for his kindness. but I'm also confused by the twitching and pulling back... and, yet... I know there's no hope for anything but that, from any man who'd want me... I've got to embrace him while I can... and try to accept and love him as he is... as he lets go, drifts away and leaves me... My life is empty of anything but static.... she will never let me be loved and love anyone but her. She doesn't see it... she refuses to allow me the joys and pleasures that I crave and so ache for... I'm going to have to simply resign myself to a life of shallow whispers and static nightmares... paranoid delusions and hallucinations that are more real to her than reality... living lies and destructive words, she'll never let me have the closeness that I've tasted. Alone, devoid of touch, of love, or respect of happiness... only the rage and jealousy she feeds upon, and the ugly glares as she complains bitterly of her own loneliness and pain. Time to let go.. time to say goodbye.. to just so very much of life... | ||||||
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Tuesday, May 13, 2014, 2:01:50 AM- | ||||||
I've been contemplating my relationship with my tall and gentle giant of a man... God, I enjoy it, and I enjoy him. I realize that I've spent more time with Lanky... experienced more play sexually, more love making and joy in living, breathing... | ||||||
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Monday, May 12, 2014, 1:58:36 AM- I wonder... | ||||||
I wonder if I'm enabling him... trapping and hurting him... I worry that our sex-life is so consistent, carnal, gentle sexual and heavenly, too... that he'll need to find it elsewhere... I worry that I'm causing him harm in touching him... Arousing him... sucking, using, masturbating and fucking him and utterly enjoying him and his long thick luscious cock. *sigh* I hope and I pray that I'm not destroying my friendship by loving craving, wanting and needing him. | ||||||
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Sunday, May 11, 2014, 2:13:19 AM- | ||||||
tired of my side of life... would you take it away from me? | ||||||
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Tuesday, May 6, 2014, 2:28:17 AM- | ||||||
there are times when I get confused.. over think... or go overboard about so-ooooo many things. Uh huh.. yup. *sigh* then again, there are also times when I can't resist a milkshake with 3000 calories in it. *nods, nods* life is weird. Today I was nerdy girl at work... short gray dress... blue and white tie dyed tights, and my glasses... a frizzy hairdo I tried to braid, to tame my wild sex-created bed-head-Do... not sure it worked... but I enjoyed the odd looks, and smirks. I was once known for looking professional, perfect, and well dressed in my silks, wool and high heels... now, I let my wilder side out and go nutzo, just being me. | ||||||
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Sunday, May 4, 2014, 4:46:29 AM- | ||||||
today was a pleasure to experience... Lanky and I volunteered to do the Adopt-a-Highway clean up southwest of us, representing his favorite fast food restaurant. We've got the T-shirts to prove it We're kind of over-stressed, and worn thin.. so even though we'd planned to refresh then go out on a hike.. we ended up with a 2 hour nap... much needed. The hike went wonderfully. The sound of the creek/river was rejuvenating to me, and the sight of it.... mmm, I miss the lush mosses, loamy forest floors of home... and the scent of pine... but, today it was all there for me to experience. I was in my own lush moist heaven... Firs, pines, and vegetation that requires more moisture than the high desert I'd lived in out in Tooele.... oh, glory glory!!! We both took photos while out there.... while heading home he handed me his camera, wanting to share his view... to see a photo he'd taken of me... it was significant. He's not once taken one of me prior to today. Nods. A treasure. He was high up on the mountain's craggy rocks, looking down on the scenery below. I'd followed him up through an opening under a flat boulder held up by two that were able, for centuries, to support it. He'd freaked over the claustrophobic view from the interior, while to me, it was a blissful experience. Id' shimmied out the other side, after he'd disappeared from my view out and up from there, having crawled out the little crack between boulders and mountain. The vista was impressive, and I'd chosen to sit, relaxed, just enjoying it in peace... his view was from above, looking down on my head and shoulders in a calm and reposing pose. It was sweet... to me, anyway, to see the significance of his choice to capture me in frame. We shared our photos later... He captured stills of waterfalls, breathtaking frame to frame stills of jeweled droplets spraying over moss covered boulders. He pointed out a face within the pray over a rock in one of mine... no matter how large or small the view, it's almost as if someone had drawn a caricature of a man into the waterfall's foamy waters. I'd taken several of that towering gentleman that I adore... The afternoon was a pleasure. We followed it up with taking my daughter out to her favorite place, Panda Express, for supper. And then, returned home to choose a movie to enjoy together... He'd never seen The Croods, and we loved it... NetFlix is worth having at my fingertips ((NODS, NODS)) I love these two people with whom I share my home. Their willingness to forgive me when I'm witchy/growly mean... and patience with my exhaustion, as well as concern and love... well, they're important to me. I'm not going to question my Lanky's devotion to me for the moment... he's open with me, where he used to avoid honesty. He's reminding me of his friendships and well... he's here... with me. He could be back in his rented room. But instead he stays here by my side. I'm learning more about his court mandated future... I hate it. But, I love this man with whom I've forged a deep and honest friendship... and a passion fed sexual attraction and lusty sex life is there for us to share. God, how I want this to be my life. For now... it IS. So... I'll live it up, and relish our relationship to the fullest... and support a tender hearted dear man, who's filled my life with goofy laughter, with outings into the mountain canyons to have adventures... and filled my days with music from so many people here, and other places. I'm grateful for NOW... for the present. I've got a daughter who's struggling to survive her pain and fears... and I've got a gentle man to watch over me, and be by my side... for as long as we can, I hope this to be. I want to revel in the memories of loving a man who's become a wonderful example to my daughter and a good friend, and lover to me... | ||||||
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Tuesday, April 29, 2014, 2:44:14 AM- | ||
there are times when I'm a bitch... today that's what I've been... grrrhhhh. **sigh??** I need a hug. a big, long warm hug wrapped around me. I applied for a couple of temporary training and team lead positions at work today and yesterday... and Lanky's able to start a job way up there, any time he's ready... we need it for him ASAP. God, how I'm going to miss him warm and close and in bed with me... graveyard shift, asap. It's a job... it'll get him up there, in accordance with their demands and prove he's listening and going to follow rules and guidelines... and me... I'll stay here, and be his support, his lover and his friend... he can stay with me when he's in the area for his kids and for us. God, I couldn't sleep last night, I was so scared I was losing him to his addiction to playmates from his past and to the punishment their determined to dole out to him. But, tonight, I'm eager to wrap my arms around this gentle and dear man whom I adore... love him through the night and enjoy my fragments of time in his arms. | ||
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Saturday, April 26, 2014, 5:12:22 PM- | ||||||
I'm addicted... to this man. I realized that when I'd heard a song from Royal Bliss, off the new album, and he was singing along to the part where Neal says, she's his addiction, his one desire, and that part is so suiting... I crave him, his touch, his heat and God, he's big too... he gets bigger for me than he did when we were just players, using one another. And mmmm, well, anyway, I'm addicted to our sex, the loving gentle touches, and snuggles... his kindness and decency, his concern over his children... and over my daughter. His input, and suggestions, and his determination to prove that we're together, a couple... softly, slowly and sweetly sharing it with those who matter to us. I'm loving this. My daughter wrote me a letter earlier this week... it included the eventuality that he and I would be a couple, and that she wanted me to stop feeling guilty, for sleeping with my dear friend so soon after Alex died in my arms... for having loved and ached for two men. One who was 100% mine and in love with me... the other who'd wanted more, but accepted back seat, for my sake, and his... for the sake of one impressive friendship. Friendship chosen over walking away from a man who'd crushed and humiliated me, as my playmate, grew my soul, and as I learned about true friendship and relationships based upon the level of honesty that I desire and insist upon... was what Alex and I had built together, and what Lanky and I have as well. I'm in heaven in my little home... wishing and anxious, too, knowing he's got to have a home elsewhere, officially, yet knowing he's mine to claim is lovely. I'm addicted to him, and his goodness. I crave his passion, carnality and tenderness. I'm bliss filled. | ||||||
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Friday, April 25, 2014, 4:13:54 AM- | ||
a song from Wayland... I'll be seeing them perform on May 1st, here in SLC.... | ||
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Wednesday, April 23, 2014, 10:41:15 PM- | ||||||
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