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Reaching an Understanding

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Random stranger, dentist, doctor, grocery bagger, etc:  “Why do you _____________?”

Me:  “Because, my husband likes __________.”

Random stranger, dentist, doctor, grocery bagger, etc:  “You’re an adult.  You have your own say in how you ____________.”

Me:  “Yes I do, and I enjoy doing ___________ the way my husband likes me to do it.”

Random stranger, dentist, doctor, grocery bagger, etc:  “It’s not like he owns you.  Stand up to him and tell him what you want.”

Me:  “This is what I want.”  (And, under my breath)  “Yes, he does own me.”

No matter how hard I try, I don’t think I’ll understand how the rest of the world lives.  I’m not judging them, and what they want to do.  No, but I am judging them on how they’re always trying to tell me that I want something different than I actually want.  You’re a stranger.  You don’t even know my name.  Don’t even think for one minute that I’m doing the things I’m doing out of a passive desire to please my Master (though, to you, he’s my husband).  Nothing I do is passive.  It is done from a fiery, fierce desire to please, and I get so very much more out of living my life this way than I ever got before this.  I don’t think the “normies” of the world will ever understand me more than I will ever understand them.  And to me, that is kind of sad.