Exploring Kink as a Monogamous Married Couple
I was 20 before I experienced my first orgasm. I’d never masturbated before then or even touched myself intimately. I’d been divorced from my first husband for about a year by this time. I met MrH just before my 21st birthday and it took me about 6 weeks to persuade him into bed. We had good sex. I enjoyed it and enjoyed our bodies. MrH has always been a considerate lover, but in all honesty I didn’t orgasm every time. After I asked him to become my …
The willingness to expose yourself, to bare your soul, to another person is exceptionally hard. When you think about it, it goes against the basic survival instinct to protect yourself. You’re voluntarily giving someone the ability to hurt you, sometimes obliterate you. But that is what some of us are willing to do expose our vulnerability in order to become stronger. This isn’t something that comes easily to me and yet once I started us on this path it is something I have had to …
Now I’m not yet fully menopausal, but I’m heading that way. I had a hysterectomy 4 years ago and was told I would likely start menopause within 5 years due to the decreased blood supply. At the moment I get occasional night sweats, and I can be forgetful. I do know I still have mood swings, but now I have no periods to track them around, but I also know I have periods where I am quite likely to cry my heart out over something …
I’ve made no secret of the fact that I live with depression, I have for many years. I started to crawl out of the dark pit of despair in 2008 after 3 years of living in darkness. What I don’t talk about (partly because it’s not my story exactly) is the day in 2012 when my son came home and said “when I see a car driving down the road towards me I just want to jump in front of it so it will be …
I came to submission later in life. I’m mid 40s and I’ve been married to MrH for 20 years this year. We have been a couple for 24 years later this year. For most of my life I guess I’ve been known as quite a forceful, dominant person. I know my mum thinks, to this day, that MrH is a pushover and I get my own way all the time, but she doesn’t understand our relationship. MrH has always had the last word. He’s never been …
These two words are a lie. Almost every (and I’m going to say it) woman who utters these two words just lied. Add in a mental illness and everyone, man or woman, who says it – lied, but we would rather lie than inflict our pain on someone else. We would rather hide behind the lie than face the truth and say it. I am not fine. It took me years to get the courage to be honest when someone asked me “are you ok?” Because “I’m tired” …
Every morning I look through my WordPress feed as I wait to go to work, and this morning there was a post by SubMissy Control Freak that really touched me. So much I decided to share something of my own. I have my own struggles with mental health and promoting awareness is something I feel strongly about. In 2003 my father died, suddenly. He was 51 and he had a massive heart attack. After the postmortem we discovered that he had in fact had many …
As humans, we find it far too easy to concentrate on our imperfections; those bits of us that are too big, too small, stick out too much or, don’t stick out far enough. As a species, we seem to take a perverse kind of pleasure about making ourselves feel bad about ourselves. In an attempt to redress the balance, even just a little, this week we are focussing on our good bits; so: What bit (or bits) of your body do you like (or at …