Fear

Meditating helps. The addict’s mind in the face of pain and loss….

What I call jealousy is really something more primitive — the fear that I’ve simply ceased to exist in your mind.

In which I’m stood up by a woman I’ve yet to meet.

Sometimes, I hold back when I write. Or, I don’t write, out of holding back.

Athena doesn’t know what she wants. But I know what she needs.

Athena is scared….

Why you submit to me, what motivates your submission, drives my pleasure.

I use dominance and submission to achieve an elusive sense of safety.

In which I propose an alternate conceptualization of the wildly popular notion of “attachment styles.”

Rollercoasters and relationships.