I had a date with a guy on Tuesday. He was gonna come over and we were gonna go to the park…stare up at the clouds. Then perhaps lunch and a movie. I woke up early on Tuesday. I took a shower, shaved, brushed my hair, brushed my teeth. I wore the shirt he asked me to. And I waited. And waited. And waited. Then I cried. He wasn’t coming. He never came. He never wrote to me to say something had come up. He just let me wait for him.
What to know what’s worse? He told me he was meeting me because he thought I was worth it…so him not meeting me translated to me not being worth it. That is the worst possible feeling in the world.
Many of you may have noticed I’m a pretty easy going person…I’m full of Glamour, some say. My spirit was ripped out of me this week. It’s only now that I’m beginning to feel like myself. I’ve felt like an empty shell these past two days. I’ve felt full of Banality.
Thankfully, I have two really wonderful and amazing Daddy Doms. These guys have been absolutely magnificent. They’ve helped me get back to normal. They told me I was worth it. I owe those men so much. I hope everyone can experience a love as pure as theirs.