Jessica Jones – Netflix’s newest Marvel Superhero show. 13 episodes all released at once. (Possible Spoilers Ahead) The guys had showed the preview at gaming. They’d talked about the back story. Friends had posted Trigger Warnings as well as praise Continue reading Jessica Jones and Choice (Spoilers)
I have always maintained that happiness is a choice. That is not to say that I always choose to be happy – as the song says, sometimes I just want to be mad for a while. Or sad. Or scared. Continue reading Choosing Happiness
A friend of mine posted recently about his young son, after being yelled at, saying “Daddy, I made you angry.” He then had to pause and reflect on his anger and tell his son, “I am angry, but you didn’t Continue reading Owning My Shit
It’s a rambly day I think. I’m on vacation with hubby, back to his hometown. Back to being quiet and hiding. Not because I have to be quiet here, but because I am. Because everyone talks loudly and at length, Continue reading Loud and Sparkling
Control. I know I’ve written about control many times, in various different ways. Today, a thought occurred to me however, that I’m not sure I’ve clearly expressed before. I just reread my Power vs. Control post, and I see that Continue reading Keeping Control
My academic pursuit this month, otherwise known as “I’m tired of packing project,” (unfortunately, yesterday, when I got tired, of packing I fell asleep instead of posting) is The Ethical Slut, by Dossie Easton and Catherine A. Liszt, which I Continue reading Within Ourselves
A friend wrote last month how she is finally learning to trust her body, through kink. I have been at odds with my body since I was sixteen, almost half my life now. I fight it, I ignore it, I Continue reading Trust Your Body, Trust Yourself
I’m having a bad day. Work was fine, the cat didn’t attack me, the weather was gorgeous, no one got hurt or is deathly ill in my immediate life(though, for my good friends who do have that in their lives, Continue reading A Bad Day
I posted my limits list some time back. Recently, however, I asked him to take me into the darkness. Deep into it, past simple submission and into places where limits only get in the way. I had face slapping as Continue reading No Limits