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Post by cagedtiger on Mar 6, 2017 15:58:10 GMT -5
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Post by WindSister on Mar 6, 2017 16:00:51 GMT -5
I like it! Shared Joy keeps a relationship feeling alive!
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Post by cagedtiger on Mar 6, 2017 16:10:39 GMT -5
I like it! Shared Joy keeps a relationship feeling alive! I think that's where we started going wrong. I'm playful by nature, and she usually looked at it as being weird or annoying. Eventually I just gave up trying because the rejection and belittling were hurting so much. |
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Post by GeekGoddess on Mar 6, 2017 16:14:26 GMT -5
I love this one. Great, beautiful - and the very essence of what got lost along the way in my own SM.
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Post by shamwow on Mar 6, 2017 19:00:54 GMT -5
Whats sad is that one of the main reasons I'm getting out is that I am not one to take anything too seriously. I have fun every day and am married to someone to someone who doesn't like to play.
So I have decided I cannot live the rest of my life that way.
Fuck. That last bit was way too serious. Time to go down to the lake and throw some corn AT the ducks with my daughter I think.
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Post by ballofconfusion on Mar 6, 2017 19:48:18 GMT -5
Yes! This! That is all...
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Post by greatcoastal on Mar 6, 2017 21:05:11 GMT -5
I love it! Yet it brings up sad thoughts. Sad about all those times I have stood outside in our yard, feeling the Fl. evenings, under a full moon glow, a sky full of stars, streets lined with towering oaks, listening to the distant ocean, and wishing I had a person who would love to laugh, cuddle and eventually end up naked, making memories.
Don't get me started on the nights alone at the ocean watching turtles lay their eggs, and wonder why I am not sharing such a glorious time with someone special.
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Post by shamwow on Mar 6, 2017 22:43:37 GMT -5
I love it! Yet it brings up sad thoughts. Sad about all those times I have stood outside in our yard, feeling the Fl. evenings, under a full moon glow, a sky full of stars, streets lined with towering oaks, listening to the distant ocean, and wishing I had a person who would love to laugh, cuddle and eventually end up naked, making memories. Don't get me started on the nights alone at the ocean watching turtles lay their eggs, and wonder why I am not sharing such a glorious time with someone special. Just checking you are referring to a special lady friend, not a turtle, right?  |
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Post by lyn on Mar 7, 2017 14:58:01 GMT -5
This is IT......
Beautiful CT - thanks for sharing
We can live this way only to a degree while still in our sm's.....
Once out - with someone new, this is such a priority for me. Someone that loves life - is just a big kid - CHOOSES happiness.
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Post by solodriver on Mar 7, 2017 16:09:08 GMT -5
My dream is to find such a wonderful woman to share the remaining years with!  |
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Post by Carol on Mar 7, 2017 16:27:49 GMT -5
Amazing article... I just wish I could find a person other than my H to live out this dream.
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Post by Copernicus on Mar 7, 2017 23:08:39 GMT -5
This brings such a rush of conflicting emotions, like the exhilaration and fear of being in the middle of a raging storm - the longing to find someone who wants to make the most of every 'now' moment; the anguish of decades lost and the realization that with every passing year, more and more, I've sat alone watching others embrace life
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Post by eternaloptimism on Mar 8, 2017 0:39:26 GMT -5
"I hope you don’t mind that even when we are naked and twisting in the sheets, I may still find a way to make you laugh, because the only way sex with you could get better is to feel you laugh while you’re inside of me." I loved this bit in particular. One day  |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 8, 2017 15:43:00 GMT -5
This hurts. Because one of the things that hurt most when things started going south with Mr. Kat was that he didn't seem to enjoy me anymore.
And I can be fun sometimes, dammit!
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Post by cagedtiger on Mar 8, 2017 16:05:48 GMT -5
This hurts. Because one of the things that hurt most when things started going south with Mr. Kat was that he didn't seem to enjoy me anymore. And I can be fun sometimes, dammit! The first time I read this, I could feel my heart physically hurting. The worst part was, that feeling had become all too familiar to me over the last couple of years especially, for exactly the same reason. |
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