CW: Emotional Abuse, Divorce. You would think that once a person leaves an abusive relationship that the abuse stops, that they are able heal and move on. This isn’t always the case. My abuser continues to harass me on an almost daily basis. I’m lucky that I am surrounded by support and am reminded every…
A friend of mine recently told me to think about the lessons I have learned from my failed marriage. He reminded me that every relationship teaches us something about ourselves, and he suggested I think on it, figure out what I could get out of that experience. Then my therapist suggested nearly the exact same…
My future was so clear, so perfectly laid out and planned. I didn’t have any questions about where I was headed. There was a Ring and a Man and a Forever, and I was comfortable. Now all of that has changed, and it has me questioning everything. Is Forever even possible? I know it is…
July by Noah Cyrus I’ve been holding my breath, I’ve been counting to ten Over something you said. I’ve been holding back tears While you’re throwing back beers. I’m alone in bed. You know I, I’m afraid of change, Guess that’s why we stay the same. So tell me to leave, I’ll pack my bags,…
Things keep getting worse. Looking at the timeline and how much things have changed since it all started, it could almost make my jaw drop in bewilderment. Almost. Because, when you’re dealing with someone whose mental health has taken a quick and sharp nosedive, you start to get used to being surprised. A while back…
CW: Divorce, suicidal thoughts I’m living in student housing right now. It’s an off-campus apartment filled with students off from classes for the summer, they have parties and hang out by the pool and walk their dogs with solo cups filled with White Claw and vodka. But, who am I to judge! My solo cup…
I could hear hushed whispers behind me as I slid my wet cunt up and down the shaft of the vibrating fucking machine between my thighs. I looked into his eyes, but his rigid cock in my mouth prevented me from saying anything about the onlookers in the open doorway. Never in my life would…
We text often, sharing fantasies, sexy photos, bringing each other to orgasm with tiny typed out letters on screens the size of our palms. On one such occasion, she told me she wanted him to fuck her mouth while I fucked her from behind. I’d just received my new strap-on in the mail, and we…
My husband recently allowed me to feature a photo of him on the blog for Sinful Sunday. He has found a new sort of acceptance with his body, and I have found a similar sort of acceptance lately. Not with my body necessarily, although my feelings about it are wrapped up in this as well….