I can’t do it again. I don’t think I’ll make it through the next time.

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But where are you now. Where the fuck are you. Not a single message asking how I am doing. Not a single call or attempt to organise times to hang out. I’d be so happy for you with your partners if you hadn’t ripped my fucking heart out and threw it away first. Fuck. I hate this.

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I cried with my pillow in my arms about how I was scared of losing her. How I had been abandoned so many times before and that I couldn’t go through it again. I struggled to breathe as I spoke to her through sobs. “I’ll always be here for you, I’m not abandoning you…”

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nobody really cares but im just gonna leave this here before the ptsd and depression, I was worried I’d never find myself in kink again but I do feel it coming back, it’s just tricky because my original engagement with kink was at a time I had a hound, so handler felt right but that just isn’t it

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and like I enjoy the angel things but it’s not perfectly me, I enjoy the cat things but that always feels more wholesome than kink without that baseline, the identity that feels like me, I feel a little bit lost and it definitely dampens my wish to engage more because I feel like I’m lesser for-

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