Loathing What You Need

I know, I disappeared, and most likely will again. Serious interaction on blogs (re mine) seems to be severely lacking so there seems to be very little reason to plug on and share intimate posts publically.  * Referring to my other blog, Barney Married Wilma

So why now? Well actually I write this post almost 2 years ago, and life has a funny way of putting us back in places we need to fix over and over again until we get it right. To be frank I highly doubt I could compose a post these days. I’m rusty in so many areas.  Covid life has put a hit on our dynamic yet it shouldn’t because we have more time together- too bad our minds seem to have a constant drum in the background that seems to drown out much of our desires at the moment….

Anyway I read in a comment about a month ago something to the affect of ” I read blogs sometimes and think of how sad people’s lives are”.  I am sure the person commenting didn’t mean it as a damaging comment.  I want to point out before I continue trying to resurrect my morning’s post in my mind again a few things.  I would hope that no one reads my posts and feels sad for me.  I will say that despite the struggles Barney and I have encounter since and even because of starting ttwd,  it has changed me in ways I will never ever be sorry for.  I will admit at times it seems to have caused strife between the two of us, but as I have said before, ttwd is more of a magnifier of issues that already exist more than it is a problem unto itself.  Ttwd has allowed me to unearth myself;my true, authentic self, and even in the future if for some reason we can no longer live this lifestyle that knowledge and feeling will never be taken away.

Yes it has bettered our marriage but often not in ways I read about here and there.  Sure sex is more frequent and more creative.  But honestly that is a byproduct of me being less guarded and allowing intimacy into our lives.  Anyway, that isn’t why I wrote this morning.  I wrote this morning because of a few things I was reflecting on in the past 24 hours.

The first being….

 Loathing What You Need

Such an ominous title right?  Here’s the thing, I do LOATHE what I need.  This isn’t a post about questioning my need for submission ( though one might argue it could be one questioning my sanity).  I don’t fault anyone out there that is currently questioning their need for submission, I have been there countless times, but thankfully that ship has sailed! One LESS complication in my life.

No I mean I loathe the things I have to do to cultivate and maintain my submissive heartset.  Do I enjoy being spanked? HELL NO!  I mean not even a reset-though slower to start therefore easier to take in the long run it isn’t a fun adventure.  Barney has and will employ BDSM tactics(?) to achieve a certain level of resetting as well.  And while I endure and my body often betrays me to indicate I enjoy it, it isn’t something I crave. ( Though I am not a huge fan of ‘vanilla’ sex…I am more referring to the slight torture aspect lol). What I do crave is the power exchange that is created in both of these scenarios.  Do I find it ‘yummy’ to be told to get on my knees, or kneel- nope.  Do I find it enjoyable to wearing a plug while vacuuming, kneeling on pebbles in a freezing corner, being told to get off the computer, eat this, don’t eat that, wear this, phone me if you want to have a drink/buy something/leave the house …blah, blah, blah….Can’t say I do.  No doubt my face generally indicates that as well.  BUT what I do enjoy is the benefits of doing these things- um more than the relief that I might be punished if I don’t.  The benefit of, for whatever crazy reason, keeping  me unguarded.  The benefit of being constantly in my husband’s ‘cross hairs’.  The intimacy that is created because I have submitted to his wants, especially because I don’t WANT to do them.

This isn’t to say that when life is grand in the Submissive World of Willie, that I can’t enjoy some aspects of submissive acts.  Some things, chore lists etc, actually become more meaningful for me.  Some days that meaning might just be that I accomplished them despite myself! lol . It also doesn’t mean that I don’t anticipate the needs of my husband without prompting as I do enjoy that but to me that isn’t submission.

Do I have thoughts during the day like, ” Well I wish he’d just …..”  yes, yes I do.  Now how confusing is that? I loath doing it, but please tell me to do it.  (Of course it goes without saying the fact that he SAYS those ‘things’ need to be done is a large part of the process as well)  Those of you out there that can follow my crazy rant here would probably understand it for what it is.  For me it is the end goal feeling, not the things I need to do to get me there that is the reason for the submissive acts.  I understand that there are subs out there that LOVE and Crave the acts themselves, for what they are. And I am generally a people pleaser so there is that too. But I mean  they love it, and I say “Good on you!”  I think sometimes life would be so much better and easier for Barney if I did just gleefully spring into action EVERY TIME.  I don’t.  As Barney said, ” You are 100% submissive – 95% of the time”. It is the 5% that he tends to see now.

 (Here is the don’t feel sorry or ‘sad’ for me portion of the post )

The last month has probably been one of, if not the most difficult months in my entire life.  I know it has been THE most difficult month in the last 21 years.  There are a number of factors which have contributed to this outstanding statement,but in truth the hows or whys really aren’t important.  It will be a very long time for some factors to be removed, and IF other factors can be fixed they will take a long while with a lot of work as well.  I am generally not one who can sit by and wait for life to work itself out, or to watch on the sidelines- sadly some of these situations require just that.

The one thing I can actively work on is our relationship.  It has taken a direct hit, and in some ways there was no avoiding it as focus had to be put in other areas emotionally.  However in doing so it created a situation where my submissive self became barricaded deep inside.  The dial was switched to Personal Survivor Mode.  See the big issue there?  PERSONAL….not exactly a great word to use in conjunction with ttwd dynamic.  So locked was this dial on the Personal Survivor Mode station, things Barney used to see as indications that I wasn’t where I needed to be became a bone of contention.  Resentment.  The dreaded word of any relationship! Why didn’t I JUST DO IT??? Were his thoughts.  It is my need after all why don’t I just do it?

I was talking to a dear OLD friend last night.  We  often discuss various things but last night was a different kind of conversation, probably due to sheer emotional exhaustion on both our parts. We started discussing our submission in a way perhaps we haven’t in a while.  One thing she mentioned to me in reference to something else was, the fact of how fortunate we were to ” have experienced the benefits and beauty of submission”.  A light went off in my head this morning thinking of that (yeah I’m a bit slow these days).  That is what has been missing these past few months.  Right before the house of cards started crumbling down around us, we had had a pretty wonderful week.  Unfortunately the pressure one felt coupled with and because of  the fulfillment of the other, seemed to cause issues immediately after said week.  I felt deeply during that week.  I felt free and myself again, even though I did screw up, and question myself as to why.  I felt it.  I felt the benefits and beauty of it.  I was once again A submissive not merely BEING submissive (and that is okay if you identify as the latter- I don’t mean to put a public hierarchy on it, I am only referring to my personal feelings of self). 

For the last while,and again somewhat due to life circumstances, I haven’t felt fulfilled in or with my submission.   This morning I was punished, sigh AGAIN, which you know is part of the deal right? It was physically a challenging punishment to take as I had been severely punished yesterday and that had yet to leave me.  The severity wasn’t due to  my act that got me punished but because of my ‘act’ WHILE being punished.  If you are new here or you know forgot- I tend to be a bit of a hard head which later in the day after my bravado wears off and my butt thaws is NEVER a good thing.  After my punishment I was told to reflect on how I was currently feeling and tell Barney when he asked. 

Okay ladies and gents this is generally NOT a good thing for us! LOL.  At least not of late.  Barney should really know by now that he shouldn’t ask questions he doesn’t really want to hear the answer too! My response was I felt resentful.  I was punished and I deserved to be based on our dynamic.  I am not denying that.  I felt resentful because I feel like maybe he is putting me in a position to force his hand- literally.  He is trying to get us back on track.  He is being consistent with punishments, but for me, the punishment is a result of something else not working, or being acknowledged.  Please don’t take this for me BLAMING Barney for my actions….though I suppose it does sound like that doesn’t it? These are actually  his words from the not so distant past.  These punishments are isolated incidents.  Without his active dominance after, there is a void.

I never tested Barney when we started ttwd.  I know I have mentioned that countless times.  I am no saint.  I just didn’t do it because he said if he ever thought I was testing him, he would end our dynamic.  I guess that stuck with me.  Have I ‘poked the bear’?  Yup.  And as I have also said, I didn’t test him because I was afraid that he would ‘fail’ and then where would I be?  In addition to that, for years I loved just doing what was required of me.  That along with self analysis was enough to help me discover who I was deep down.  But as life changes, and discoveries are made complications arise.  We are all organic in nature as are our relationships.  Those who choose not to continually adapt may eventually fail.  ( If you are married to a pain in the butt like me )

In the past, though not often with a grand amount of consistency, red flags would go up if I was being punished.  Honestly I am an emotional creature (shut it) and punishments often are not a deterrent for me.  What I mean to say is ‘in the moment’ I tend to forget that my butt is going to fry, or I will be unplugged (electronically) because of my words or actions.  Naturally over time Barney began to see punishments as being a failure on his part because to him I am not fearful of them (ask me right before on day two and see how NOT fearful I am of them).  I now fear the red flags are not being seen, just the red ass.  The building on dominance from the ultimate dominant situation, has been missing. (Save today, but I had already started to write, so just go with me on this one).

As I stated earlier, when situations arise and we find ourselves where we currently are, I tend to see things as isolated events.  One event not really connecting to another.  Barney tends to fixate on one ‘type’ of dominance during these times.  For example punishments and reactions. However, when things are running as smoothly as they can here

(pretty much as smoothly as this)

Barney can multitask in his domination.  Though punishments are rare in that ‘euphoric’ state…lol

Here’s the thing….there are so many conflicting messages being transmitted out by me…even 5 years in.  

I need this, but I hate aspects of  it

I want you to make me, but I don’t want to do it…but I will because I want to.

Make it your own, but don’t forget how it affects me

Consistency with punishment is required for effective results- but it isn’t all about reacting and punishments

Cultivate but ….

And when we are in a good place, these messages don’t seem to be so loud, but when we go off course, everything seems to cause hurt, frustration, and the world’s worst secondary emotion- anger!

All of these things of course can be talked about.  The issue really becomes not only putting it into practice, but a practice that BOTH can see.

The issue with ‘falling off of the wagon’ is the interpretation of the past.  What if one is clinging to the successes while one is clinging to the failures?  What if the one clinging to the successes is also affected deeply by the failures, and is holding back moving forward because of it, yet indicates that the other SHOULD just push through?

YUP….clear as mud.

We are fine (yes the dreaded word).  Barney is holding true to what he currently can.  To be honest it is me.  I am the issue.  I can go on and on as to the whys I believe I am the hold out but I’m not entirely sure that would be helpful.  After all it would only be my interpretation of events.  So the whys to me (for once in my life) aren’t as important.  I have to just put one foot in front of the other and follow along- doing the best that I personally can.  But there is the issue, can/ want/ need….sigh what if some of it I loathe and after so long of not believing it mattered if I did or didn’t-( you know “If a tree falls in a forest…” )how do I convince myself I should; that it will matter? At the very least to me once again?