Validation

Dreams, dreams, dreams…. They tell a lot about me. But nothing I (you?) don’t already know.

In which I use ChatGPT to help me think about my strip club fantasy with Serena.

Soon, I will be with Hope. I can’t fucking wait.

Marina finally sets a boundary, and I’m relieved.

Kavanaugh’s response to the accusation against him reveals his unfitness to serve. And, his fundamental unfitness to call himself an honorable man.

I am, almost certainly, the single largest consumer of therapy you’ve ever encountered. That’s not the problem.

A list of things I crave.

The space between wanting and doing, mapped out in real time.

Sofia’s right: I really am difficult. The two dangers of being desired — having instead of getting, and being wanted in the wrong amount.

I’m drawn to strong women who grant me submission, not to women whose submission I can take from them.