Today, He was at pains to assure me that He did not want to hurt me with the words He wrote... and I told Him I was fine. I was not hurt by His words. I've been hurt by the things we've been through in the last year -- we all have, and I am impatient for the hurting to come to an end, even as I know that we have still got a long road to travel before we are able to feel that we've healed from what has happened.
It is very likely that there will be more posts here in the coming months and years that will be difficult to read -- the stories that we've told to this point represent only a part of what has transpired. The bits and pieces of what we each experienced are still becoming clear; we are still figuring out where each of our separate perceptions match up; we are still identifying the gaps in our shared experiences and knowledge. We are only now beginning to be able to really hear each other; really feel for one another; really reach out and try to support and comfort each other -- and we are just beginning to reach the point where those overtures feel welcomed.
As always, readers here are invited to look in on us; invited to share the struggles and triumphs; invited to spend a bit of time in conversation with us about the things that we are engaged in. We're going to live this part of our lives, as we've done most of the last eight or so years, right here in public. Reading what we come here to share will give a clear and unvarnished picture of our good days and bad days, our love and our struggle, our pain and our hope. Those of our readers who sit comfortably with us as we flail and scrabble -- thank you. Your calm and gentle presence is a balm to our weariness and fear. Those who come and read and then go silently on, you are welcome here. We will assume that your kind thoughts and good energies are holding us up as we work to heal. And those who react with frustration, confusion, judgement, blame, anger... You will assume that you know what is and is not. You will assume that you know what we're doing right and what we're doing wrong. There's probably nothing that we will say that will convince you that you might not have it figured out...
Tonight, I wanted to respond to the comments that were made on Master's post. I am not going to defend or explain, but I want to try to cast things in a different light maybe:
Beyond that, your continued positive affirmation that there is a way through this, that health and healing are possible, that we may all find ourselves in a better place in time is more important to us than you can know. I hope that you know that, while we may not implement all of the suggestions you make, we read what you write and give it real consideration. Thank you.
morningstar, I think that I understand that your "what was the alternative" question is well meant, but it isn't helpful or germane. What was done, back a year ago, was done. As Master puts it, we were each "naive" in our own ways; we were each blind to the consequences we were bringing to bear; we were each and all wrapped in our misconceptions, our misunderstandings, our ego trips, our fears and frailties. Looking back is about fixing blame, and I think we've finally found our way through the maze of blaming and bitterness. More important, for us now, is the question of how we can change -- change ourselves and change our lives together so that all of us get more of what we want and need than we did before. If we'd known more, known better, been better -- we might have made different choices and maybe avoided this crisis (maybe).
As for that selfish thing... Our household; our family is dealing with addiction. Addiction is selfish. It moves always to maintain and sustain itself. Addiction does not care about anyone or anything beyond the next fix, drink, or hot fudge sundae. We believe that there is hope for us to recover from the effects of addiction and that is the work that we are doing right now. Your observation simply highlights your inability to empathize with the struggle to overcome the impulses that drove Master to drink too much. Perhaps that lack of empathy points to your superb impulse control. Maybe you have never struggled to resist the urge to gamble, the urge to shop too much, the urge to overeat, the urge to spew nastiness across the cyber universe at total strangers who never did you any harm...
It is, in my opinion, easy to look casually at the story of our family over the last year and take sides -- easy to designate victims and victimizers, and think that tells the story. It is also intellectually lazy. We are a group of three complex humans. We have long histories and unique personal stories to tell. You, and all who read here, see bits and pieces, but cannot know the whole. I'd think that, knowing that, one might be cautious about making judgements.
I experience it differently. As Dominant and submissive, or Master and slave, we are really not "the same only different." Even as He has gone into a quiet period regarding sadomasochistic play and "active" D/s or M/s, I still feel owned. Absolutely. The "fun" stuff has fallen off, but I am still operating to take care of Him, meet His needs, do the things that are part of my pattern of service. I cannot help myself -- and He cannot help but expect those things to continue to be done... I still manage His medications, take care of the bills and finances, maintain the household files, keep things around here relatively neat and tidy, fix the meals, handle the laundry (with lots of help from T), maintain my career so that I may make a financial contribution to our household, keep myself readily available to meet His needs sexually, offer what I can of emotional support, act as His exercise buddy... Somedays, I wish it weren't true, but there it is, and what is more, even when my inner brat is pouting and insisting that it isn't "fair," it remains immovably in place. I can't change one jot of that routine -- and believe me, I've considered the possibilities.
And here we are. We've lost. A lot. We've recovered. A bit. We've got work ahead of us, and we're not always happy about what we're faced with. We are taking the good with the bad. Learning to live a new life with new rules and new goals. It is all very new and still pretty fragile. Watch carefully. This should be a learning experience for us all.