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@littlechrisko
When littles feed themselves.
me: *dissociates frequently*
someone: what have you been up to?
me: dunno
me: wasn't there
Love
Love is a tricky thing. It can play games with your mind, leaving you unsure of what's right and what's wrong. Is it worth the risk for this person? Will it end up like every other relationship? Am I really in love or just desperate to be with someone. A very wise person once told me you can't have a successful relationship until you're okay on your own, and I feel like that's very solid advice. How can we get to know someone else without knowing ourselves first? How can we be sure it's good for us? And that's the challenge. You can't. And you never will unless you try. Yes, it will probably hurt if it doesn't work out, and no, every relationship won't be perfect every day. But when you find someone special that you can really connect with, pay attention. They might end up being a very important part of your life.
Me: why am I so tired and weak all the time?
Me: *eats nothing of nutritional value*
Me: *has crazy irregular sleep schedule*
Me: *never exercises ever*
Me: I just don't get it
friends: so what are you doing this weekend?
me: probably just.. relaxing…
Yup...
True that!
Me: Daddy, am I ever too needy?
Daddy: All Littles are needy, princess.
Me: Yes, I know, sillybutt, but am I TOO needy? I ask for juice and snacks and bath and hair brushies and back rubs and playtime and for you to put my phone on my charger and-
Daddy: Did you ever think maybe I need to do those things for you? That it helps me, too?
Me: No, but-
Daddy: Did you ever think maybe Daddy is a Daddy because he needs to feel needed? He needs to take care of someone and feels incomplete when he can't?
Me: No, but-
Daddy: Shh baby. Yes, you're needy, but Daddy needs you to be needy. Daddy is needy for your neediness. Understand, needibutt?
Me: Yes, Daddy. May I have juice please?
Daddy: No.
Me: WHA-?
Daddy: Just kidding baby. Daddy will get you juice, AND a snicky-snack, AND put on a movie. You snuggle your stuffie and be pretty. Daddy loves you, darling.
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insp. x
Reblog!
I am very tired and I want to be held by someone who loves me
I feel this way everyday.
brain: time to feel sad for no reason
me: why
brain: you gotta
How incredible is this? Daddy not only encourages exploration of my feelings, but insists that I feel able to come to him with everything, as part of my Contract. For the first time in my life I have felt able to address emotionally distressing issues that have stayed with me as an adult, in the safety and warmth of Daddy’s arms. Even now, with the sometimes confusing sensations of submission and service, I only have to raise my eyes to Daddy’s and he knows, without words, that his little girl is confuse, upsets or scared.
I cannot believe all the ways you love me, Daddy x
I want to restate just how important this is! As a little who, for the 'longest' time, didn't think he was allowed to be little and blocked that section of his personality off, taking the emotions with it. It was horrible and its hindered a large portion of my social skills and ability, now. I've embraced my little side now. I'm recovering. Learning how to socialize again. My point is though, if you aren't careful and giving yourself, (or your little, if you're and caretaker,) and emotions the proper attention, you can cause some major emotional and social problems. I have a difficult time talking to people, even stumbling over replies or refusing to acknowledge someone because I'm not sure what to say past, "hello. I'm me." And yet, I feel lonely. And I'm much happier taking someone grocery shopping with me than going alone. (Maybe that one is just a general little characteristic. However, the fact that at times I'd rather starve myself than go alone might be a problem... One day at a time though.)
Married to a little
This weekend I was doing some building around the house. I slipped while working over my head, and punched myself in the face with a tool in hand. I realized later I was bleeding. So I found my wife, and had her clean it and then of course I needed a bandaid
And the excitement spread over her face almost in slow motion
To the tune of giggles interrupted by deep concentration I got my cut cleaned with alcohol swabs (didn’t flinch. Ok maybe just a little.), and then I got a
Pink. Hello. Kitty. Bandaid.
She was so pleased with herself. Best part? We were going out to run errands and eat. So for a few hours, she’s walking around with me while I have it on. She kept forgetting and then when she looked my way she was giggly and excited all over again.
Weirdest part? Nobody said boo. Not a word. Not the waitress, not the cashiers, not the other guys walking past me in the post office, not one damn word.
So to sum up, I’m married to the sweetest little weirdo. And this yet another example that being a good caregiver will always pay dividends. Her joy at that day was worth it.
Also, I’m a badass. Minimal flinch on the cleaning?! TOUGH
Ummmm relationship goals 👏👏👏❤️
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Hello. Anybody?
Hello. Anybody special. If you're out there, I'd love to chat. 😔
(Sorry for my sadness. Little is lonely. )
Daddy: -playfully noms on my head- you're a zombie now!
Little: raaaah... Brains.... -noms on daddy's fingers-
Daddy: -chuckles and kisses my face-
Little: you can't kiss a zombie! They're icky!
Daddy: you can if they're as cute as you. -kisses more-