Time and a friend have helped me process this quite a bit more...
What is funny is that it was me considering the idea that I had a little that led to these memories being unearthed. Confronting them have since purged the little. It's gone. After crying it out, the anxious little boy has left the building.
Unfortunately... the instant-push-of-a-button slavespace has left the building along with him. I'm kind of worried now that the means of accessing that space aren't clear now. I'm kind of worried as that was the space from which I would write my fiction.
On the upside, I no longer have to worry about whether or not my slavespace is little space.
Try not to worry too much, fur. This is still very new. I bet there's still a button, it's just in a new place.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Misty.
DeleteI have a feeling that it might be a sequence of buttons instead of a singular one. I guess only time will tell. I'm not overly worried, just trying to sort through all of it.
Take care.
Dear Fur,
ReplyDeleteThe button may still be there, or indeed, there's a button it's just a different one. We often have different buttons, and different people, different situations and different times will often mean different ones are pressed. But feeling these changes, witnessing them can be a little unsettling as we feel we are changing and going into new and unknown territory.
Best, Kat
Best, Kat
Thank you, Kat.
DeleteThe original button isn't functioning anymore, unfortunately. It was a stalwart mainstay of my submission since I was a month or two into the lifestyle so I am a bit concerned with the unknown. I'm guessing there is a sequence of buttons that might have taken its place, I'm just not sure the "feeling set" of that will ever quite be the same.
Knowing this scares me quite a bit. I know time will teach me how things are, I just find it uncomfortable to have things be unfamiliar.
Take care.