It’s happening again, and I guess you can tell from my lack of posts here on my blog: some personal life stuff is keeping me away from Findom.
Do I think this is good?
No, of course not. I don’t care if this means I spend (way) less money. I don’t care if this can feel like a way to slow down. I don’t care if it keeps me away from danger. It’s simply NOT what I want.
I’d love to have a session with one of the Goddesses I always dream about. I’d love to feel their power over my brain, to let them take all they want from my wallet.
But I can’t.
Too much stuff going on in my brain right now. Too many things to take care of. Findom will have to wait… even if that means my need for it will only grow more and more…making me suffer more and more.
Life sucks sometimes, especially when Findom isn’t a part of it.