I know this is a D/s blog. But I’m not just a submissive, I’m a mom of three and life is life. So if you’re looking for sexy or D/s tales, this post ain’t it.
My oldest is almost an adult. In a few short months she’ll be 18 and in some months after that, she’ll graduate high school.
She is an extremely intelligent, brave, empathetic, sensitive, beautiful soul… and she pisses me off like none other. It’ll pass. I know that it will. She’ll be an awesome human being and we’ll laugh about these times.
As much as she angers me, seeing her hurting angers me tenfold.
She has shitty friends, and I think maybe I’ve failed her in that way.
I think maybe I didn’t impart the wisdom I know to be true…
I didn’t tell her that “friends” hurt you.
I didn’t tell her that they take and take and take until you are all used up.
I didn’t tell her soon enough not to let them in.
I didn’t tell her not to confide in them, because it’ll all be used against you.
I didn’t tell her everyone is out for themselves.
I didn’t tell her often enough to have a thick skin.
Or to be a duck and let it roll.
I didn’t impart my motto with enough gusto…
Oh you guys.. I know you all have the best friends, a lot of wonderful friends you’ve had since forever. Friends that have your back, full of love and light. I know they exist… Just never really in my world (with two special exceptions, if you count Sir).
Maybe I’ve failed my daughter a little bit. She is hurting and I am helpless. Today I am channeling all of my ‘fuck ’em, and be a badass’ vibes, with the help of Tim Armstrong, and telling her to always stand up, and stand for something. If you feel like it, send up a good thought for her.
[These lyrics were NOT online… So I only wrote down the first verse and chorus, eight kinds of old school! ]
“Who are they to talk shit to you
When they didn’t know nothin’?
And I am one who’s seen you go
From top to higher than them.
Do what you want. Do what you can.
Do anything, man. I don’t understand.
Do what you like. Do what you might.
Don’t take shit, man. Always fight.
Don’t let them take ya. Don’t let them break ya.
Don’t let them ever forsake ya.
Hey now, do what you want.”
Thanks for letting me get that out… Back to D/s tomorrow. ❤