Trying to fight angst


The weekend was great in the sense that there was relaxing…in fact yesterday I just stayed in my robe. Everyone is healthy, except me (I managed to jack up my shoulder while sleeping. I ask you!). Financially we are fine. You’re probably asking yourself what the problem is.

I don’t feel connected to Daddy. Oh, I know I’m owned. That he loves me and that I belong to him. I got that; says it on my ass and everything. It’s just that the O/p trappings are missing. It’s been ages since he’s specifically told me to do something or made use of me.

So it’s kinda like we’re just married. And that’s not bad…..but it’s not really what we signed up for either.


About maraudersisabel

I'm a wife, mother and career girl who happens to be owned property. I am stubborn, a bit OCD, addicted to hot tea and directionally and technologically challenged. I'm stumbling my way thru life after falling down the rabbit hole and I'm extremely happy that my Owner is tolerant not only of my tea addiction but my ever growing piles of yarn and books as well.

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