Last week was a headfuck… the accidental topping, and after that, what it highlighted. The first is that this community is awesome. And the second is how adrift I am right now. I didn’t just drop, I sank like a stone, bouncing along at rock bottom.
I’m so sure of my sexual identity. I know which side of the slash I’m on and it’s set in stone. Unmovable. I know what I like, what I get off on, and just as importantly, what turns me off.
Mr Biter kept messaging. He stuck up for me on FetLife when my post about the ickiness of trolls attracted trolls… (Who’da thought, eh?)