This morning, which I had hoped was going to be a good one, unfortunately was not. I was in a meeting and tried to get my thoughts out on a situation, but as usual no one seemed to hear what I was “feeling”.
I wanted to scream bloody fuckin’ murder. No one understands what I want, what I need.
It’s times like this that I wish I could walk away, far, far away. But I am responsible for people.
I need to release the blackness inside of me. Damn responsibility.
I need someone to lean on, someone to take over for a little while. I need to give up control. I am not a submissive, but sometimes it would be nice, for once, to have someone looking out for me, taking care of me.
Hear me, see me. I am here.
I wanted to scream bloody fuckin’ murder. No one understands what I want, what I need.
It’s times like this that I wish I could walk away, far, far away. But I am responsible for people.
I need to release the blackness inside of me. Damn responsibility.
I need someone to lean on, someone to take over for a little while. I need to give up control. I am not a submissive, but sometimes it would be nice, for once, to have someone looking out for me, taking care of me.
Hear me, see me. I am here.
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