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💙💙💙 nipply for sure 👀💨😈….happy TOT 😘

#tot #teamtits
💙💙💙 nipply for sure 👀💨😈….happy TOT 😘
11/27/2018: Journal Entry - The Chains of Freedom…
So, holy shitballs… Am I really going to journal this? Yes. I. Am. For all the Tumblr World to see. Speaking truths out loud – for myself and no one else. The only way to begin to heal is to touch, feel and locate the “hurt”. The only way to “become” is to let go of who I no longer am.
There have been no “firm negotiations, no definite agreements, no contract…”. And yet – here I am. Head held high – chin angled a tad defiantly upwards – and eyes looking intensely into Yours. My body language – open. The body language of a woman – not a girl. A woman who is confidently holding her ground…for the first time – ever – in her 43 years. And asking for what she wants – feeling deserving for the first time in life.
There was an electric moment for me that I locked into You on multiple levels. And when I could not disengage? I just knew I wasn’t meant to. As a sensitive – an empath – I regularly lock into peoples strongest emotions. And when my job is complete – I disengage and go on in my life. I am love. I give freely. Completely. It’s what empaths do.
Add to this… coming to terms with being caged in a life that has finally brought me to my knees. Also accepting that I am most DEFINATELY submissive… and like it. Wear it like a sexy, silky and empowering dress screaming of sex. I can still be the strong woman I feel I was born to be AND be recharged by another. I do not have to choose between the two.
I knew I was Yours that moment disengagement became impossible. What flipped the switch enabling THIS moment? I realized that I had been without love returned for so long because I had never asked to have it returned. I realized that I was WORTH love returned. So I asked You to allow me to love and have that love returned. I had to go through You backing me up against so many walls before opening my mouth and asking for what I wanted… And feeling that I deserved to ask. Deserved to simply ask for what I wanted. So I did.
And I feel what You see. I never FELT what others saw in me before. You look at me and I am. Simple as that. I feel empowered to be exactly who the fuck I am and wish to be. I had to ask for chains… In order to break free from them. Isn’t that a crazy revelation? I feel strong…beautiful…and worthy of love.
This became “real between Us” when I allowed it to be just that. I did not step down – back away – or give up. You couldn’t do it for me. I had to give You my “real” before You could give me yours. I wish I could say that somewhere along the way I lost myself – but that would be a lie. I just have never stepped up to “own it”. Well… here I am now. Owning who I am and damn it… loving every fucking second of it. How’s that for a truth bomb? Dropping the microphone in triumph. Hear me fucking roar.


In case someone of us are forgetting or refresh our memories on taking care of your little ones. This also goes for new daddys/mommy’s too.