Well, I've turned into an obstinate teenager.
Nope, not in looks or intellect...
but in attitude.
My Sir is trying diligently to bring me back on line.
To help me find my submission.
To help me find mine libido.
He is working on it.
And as he works on it, I simply...
shoot myself in the foot.
I roll my eyes,
What the FUCK?
What is my problem?
I type and say that I want to find myself.
I want my submission back.
I want my libido to have a jump start.
And yet, I am not putting my money where my mouth is.
I know - it takes time.
But dayam, I want me back.
I want my submission back
and I want to stop acting ...
...well like I'm acting!