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I have no longer ‘relapsed’. I am ‘relapsing’. I know I’m doing it. I also know it’s probably a very bad idea. I’m doing it anyway. The Director. He’s back, for a while it seems. He sent a text, then I sent a text… Why? Why did I do that? What the fuck is wrong with me? This is a guy who fucked with my emotions and apparently didn’t even realise. He fucked with my head, he took the piss out of me and he didn’t take me or my…
Read MoreIt’s time for me to tell you about Someone New. He popped back up a while back and, as suggested, I stopped sending him messages back. I didn’t see the point. I’d known he wasn’t right for me for a long time when we were dating so getting into any kind of communication would just be pointless for us both. It would string him along and I’d end up having ‘fake feelings’. Because girls get those fuckers sometimes and they proper screw with your head. When I got the all-clear,…
Read MoreI made a boo-boo. Well, not so much a boo-boo as a huge fucking error of judgement. I text The Director. After 16 days of zero communication, I was doing so well. And then came the relapse. Ooops. It came thinly veiled as a favour. He told he wanted a specific car while we were dating so I asked a man who would know about such things if he could keep an eye out. The man who knows about such things sent me a text which I should pass on…
Read MoreI tried to take a step back from The Dom. Things were getting too complicated. He was starting to ask questions I didn’t know the answers to. When were we gonna meet? Why am I still flirting with other boys? Confused and more than a little pissed off with my own indecision, I finally made a decision. I cooled things off and then we had phone sex. Isn’t that how all good breakups go? (I say breakup in the loosest sense of the word. We weren’t actually together, together at any…
Read MoreYesterday was a shit day. I broke up with The Director. I was sick the entire day. I felt very sorry for myself. More annoyed by the breakup than I thought I would be and a little more hurt than I gave myself credit for too, the day just sucked. By the time 10pm came around, I was ready to say goodbye so I took a couple of sleeping pills, smoked a doobie and hoped to doze off into the world of nod. I did, for a couple of hours,…
Read MoreI have a boyfriend. I did try to break up with him but then he changed my mind. Simple enough right? Nope, not simple at all. Because not only do I have a boyfriend but I also have a Dom. The Twirtation, now renamed as The Dom, seems to have made me his Sub. Sorry, sub. I’ve learned capitalisation of that is important. In fact, I’ve learned a lot about being submissive. The dominating man I’ve dreamed of my entire adult life has apparently come along (at the WORST possible…
Read MoreFUUUUUUUCK! I FINALLY plucked up some balls to tell The directot what I wanted to say to him, and what did he go and do? He went and fought for me. A lot harder than I’d actually given him credit for. “I kinda hoped we’d have a chance to talk this week but we’ve both been super busy! I like you a lot, and I’ve had a lot of fun with you but it feels like we keep flatlining. You’re a really busy guy and I’m busy too but I’m…
Read MoreThe Director and I are pretty much over, but I don’t know how to tell him. That’s pretty much the long and short of it. We’ve barely spoken the last couple of days. In fact we’ve sent no more than ten text messages to each in 72 hours. That’s not right. We’re meant to be dating. Aren’t we? This happened once before. We barely spoke for a few days and then we had this great big chat where he told me he felt we had flatlined and he didn’t want…
Read MoreI need to think of a better name for my Twirtation. I’m trying to think of a really good one, a really juicy one. One immediately springs to mind but I can’t use it. It would be far too obvious who he was. Aaaaaaanyway. Remember I said he wanted to play a game? Well, I didn’t exactly agree to the game but it turns out we’ve started playing it anyway. Boyfriend aside (still the Director,) I’m pretty sure we had what can only be described as WhatsApp-sex the other day.…
Read MoreErm…. so, Someone New sent me a message last night. On Instagram too, bizarrely. I don’t know why he messaged me on there, I don’t think we’ve ever sent each other a message on there before. I didn’t even know you could direct message. I learn something new every day! I’m guessing he deleted my number, that’s probably why he sent me that message on Instagram. He said I’d popped up on his feed and he hoped my tests went OK. Yeah, right, I know the real reason he got…
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