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Joined: 8/1/2006 From: Leeds, UK Status: offline
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ORIGINAL: LadyPact What is the experience that impacted your life? What do you feel, in your soul, that you couldn't have lived without? Who is that one person, who completed you? 4 years ago I was in a relationship spiralling into abuse, and I wasn't seeing the red flags fast enough to get out (see recent gang bang thread for details). The relationship ended when one night what started as a scene ended in what could easily becalled a fairly horrific assault or certainly highly abusive play. I was 20, not out to any friends or family and not an active member of any real time scene. I remember vividly the morning after it happened being in my dorm room at university patching myself up and having to invent a cover story. I didn't have *anyone* I thought I could turn to, no one. That event, coupled with the stress of preparing my final year exams resulted in a major health crisis. I was in and out of hospital for weeks, ICU several times. I was battling to sit exams so that I could graduate and arriving for interviews for post-graduate courses still wearing my hospital bracelet from my latest admission. Somehow (literally only God knows) I managed to graduate. I moved to a new city, found a room in a shared flat (housemates helpfully abroad for the summer) and locked the door on the world. I was broken, I was ill, I was compulsively eating and ballooned over 40 pounds, I was frightened of everyone and everything. I cut myself off from my family, from my friends, from everything. I even took it to the extent that I stopped listening to the radio or watching TV. I sat , I sewed and I read books I already knew the ending to so that *nothing* could shake me off balance. I spent an entire month like that. I only left the house to get more food or more books from the library. I was one step away from a total breakdown ... some might even argue I was bang in the middle of one. I learned that summer that the only person I can't live without, the only person I need ... is myself. I began to heal myself that summer .. or started to (DV is having to do the mop up job on my last teeny bits of crazy ). I slowly, very slowly ..rebuilt my foundations of what I could be sure of ... what was certain. I re-created a world I could survive in (and it was just surviving)... that summer of self imposed isolation was what I needed again after a turbulent series of events .. I am someone who thrives on peace and routine (almost erotically so). I started that process of healing - and it got me to a place where I was open and willing to find a relationship withint BDSM again. I have DV to thank for helping me along that process even further, but He is not leaving me unable to survive without Him, He is showing me the next stage of the journey. Without Him I would still be only partially complete ... but it isn't Him that completes me .. its me that completes me ... am such a lucky girl!
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