Forever and a day! Or, "The Re-Journey!"

Jeepers, it's been forever since I've been here. Longer since I posted anything. It's about time I did something about that. Lately, I've been trying to reconnect with my submissive side, and I'm finding it surprisingly hard to do. Well, not so much hard...as different. At least this time I know what I'm doing. Part of my reconnect has been nothing more than simply reading a journal written by a married, r/l slave. I felt a connection to this stranger for the simple fact that a) she lived as a r/l slave; b) she understood the fantasy side of being a slave is just that, fantasy. She talked about her true inner feelings, good and bad. And now... now she's gone. She's had to shut down her journal (for reasons I can't quite understand) and I found that disturbed me more than I would have guessed. I was set adrift. Still stinging from the loss, I've decided in order to re-examine my own submissive side, I need to actually re-examine MY submissive side. Not someone else's. In a way, I'm going to try to pick up the torch she was forced to lay down, and carry on in a similar fashion. That means being painfully honest; glaringly blunt, and not sugar-coating or gauze-lighting my inner feelings. It has a scary, yet oddly satisfying appeal. With that, I re-embark on the journey! At least this time I'm not running down the forest path, arms flailing, with no clue as to where I'm going, and basically unprepared for what I'll find. No, this time I have on a sturdy pair of hiking boots, a snack pack of trail-mix, and a handy-dandy guidebook, first aide kit, flashlight, and other assorted journey-type paraphenalia. More importantly, I have the two things I'll need most. A strong guiding hand and a history...