I feel a little freer today. I actually "came out" to my cousin last night on the phone. And she was so accepting and cool (and even sweet enough to hear me blather on and on about Mr. G and how amazing he is) that it was such an amazing experience. Truly best case scenario as far as coming out about BDSM lifestyle choices to a family member/friend.
And it's not terribly surprising really. (After talking a bit she chided me for keeping it from her for so long) My cousin is actually the one who first taught me about the wonderful world of BDSM. She and I were roommates back in the day and we had lots of fun, drunken adventures. We also shared porn (mostly erotica type stuff) and stories with one another. She was also my "if I die, please dispose of my porn and toys before my parents come to get my stuff" person. (which, personally, I think is more important than your spare house key friend)
So it's funny that the person who I began my kinky and alternative lifestyle education with is the first vanilla person in my life that I've ever "come out" to. And I just feel like...a weight has been lifted off me a little. Someone who loves me and has known me since I was in diapers now knows I'm Mr. G's slave. I just feel a little less phony. I feel a little less isolated from my people who love me.
And I also feel like I wish my cousin would get on collarme and find herself a nice Dominant! She (and this is my own unprofessional Dr. Phil-like opinion) is doing what I used to do before I really came into my own as a sub (and then married a sub, so go figure) and is dating guys who are....aggressive, possessive, controlling (to a degree) but not Dominant. She gets to be the serving, nurturing woman but doesn't get to have the proper power exchange (or satisfaction of sub space and all that) that comes with a true BDSM type relationship. So I'm hoping my recent confession and her reading my blog and remembering how amazing *giving* yourself to someone is will inspire her to find herself something a little more fulfilling.
Oh and yay! Now that she said she'll keep reading my blog, my readership is up to three!
And it's not terribly surprising really. (After talking a bit she chided me for keeping it from her for so long) My cousin is actually the one who first taught me about the wonderful world of BDSM. She and I were roommates back in the day and we had lots of fun, drunken adventures. We also shared porn (mostly erotica type stuff) and stories with one another. She was also my "if I die, please dispose of my porn and toys before my parents come to get my stuff" person. (which, personally, I think is more important than your spare house key friend)
So it's funny that the person who I began my kinky and alternative lifestyle education with is the first vanilla person in my life that I've ever "come out" to. And I just feel like...a weight has been lifted off me a little. Someone who loves me and has known me since I was in diapers now knows I'm Mr. G's slave. I just feel a little less phony. I feel a little less isolated from my people who love me.
And I also feel like I wish my cousin would get on collarme and find herself a nice Dominant! She (and this is my own unprofessional Dr. Phil-like opinion) is doing what I used to do before I really came into my own as a sub (and then married a sub, so go figure) and is dating guys who are....aggressive, possessive, controlling (to a degree) but not Dominant. She gets to be the serving, nurturing woman but doesn't get to have the proper power exchange (or satisfaction of sub space and all that) that comes with a true BDSM type relationship. So I'm hoping my recent confession and her reading my blog and remembering how amazing *giving* yourself to someone is will inspire her to find herself something a little more fulfilling.
Oh and yay! Now that she said she'll keep reading my blog, my readership is up to three!
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