Okay, we’ve gotten to blog posts long enough that I can’t just screenshot them. I’m going to skip over the “as close as it gets” posts as they focus on femdom in media and I don’t see anything in them that bears much reexamination. I’ll have to write some new…
Puppyboy
Chaos and I have been doing a lot more puppy play recently than I ever suspected I would engage in. It started with, I don’t know, her commenting that I was like a cute puppy, especially when my hair would flop over my face. She started using “puppydog” as often…
Gone Quiet
I haven’t written in a while, and I haven’t been particularly chatty on social media either. I’m doing better than I was, but I’m expending all of my energy on the things that are vital to me right now. Self-care, school, and Professor Chaos. I did really well in school…
Another Year
I’m tired of writing about my mental illness. I’m tired of finally having the urge and energy to create something, only to find it has been so long since I’ve updated my blog that (due to it’s autobiographical nature) I feel obligated to do a recap what I’ve just partially…
Proper care for your boytoy
I’m not doing well. The process of tapering off of Effexor is draining all of my energy, and at the same time my anxiety and depression are riding high. What really bothers me about being so broken is that my lack of emotional energy, my low threshold for any type…
What’s going on
I want to write. I really do, despite how infrequently I have been updating. There are things I want to write. And I’m going to. But I feel like I need to do a quick update on what is going on with me first. A little over two months ago,…
To be a man
When I was younger, I was smart and mature for my age, (at least that is what I was told). I’m twenty-five now and I should feel like a grown-up, I should be able to handle adulthood and all of it’s attendant responsibilities. And, the truth is that I can’t…
Anxiety
I’m not entirely certain why, but my anxiety has been pretty unbearable lately. I’ve been on a new medication, which could be throwing me for a loop, or it could be my horrible job, or more likely a combination of the two. Anxiety is something I’ve had for a long…