Dear Reader, (In 'The First Time' I wrote about being conditioned and if you haven't read that post, please click here and read it, then come back!) The word Condition is defined as to train or accustom (someone or something) to behave in a certain way or to accept certain circumstances. I want to take the time to … Continue reading The Conditioning Process
With my hands on his shoulders, calmness stitched in my voice, and pleading eyes dripping tears, I begged for him to lower his voice... I never realized how loud he could be when he was angry; until we moved in with my mom for that month in September. Standing in my mother's garage, his face … Continue reading The First Time…
Dear Reader, It's hard to be upset with someone when they do something wrong, if you know that their heart was in the right place when they did it. It's tough to just "Go Off" on them, when they had good intentions... Meaning well and having good intentions are just not the same as actually … Continue reading Accidents and Good Intentions
Dear Reader, It was about 7 something in the morning. We were still living in our first apartment and He was asleep. I usually got up before him and made breakfast and would start on lunch and dinner as well. I heard a *BEEP BEEP BEEP* like there may have been an 18 wheeler backing … Continue reading Losing Control
Webster defines Submission as: the state of being obedient : the act of accepting the authority or control of someone else. There's a common misconception when it comes to being a submissive wife. The belief is that as a submissive wife, you're responsible for maintaining your home, however, all decisions including those effecting you are … Continue reading To the Submissive Wife:
Dear Reader, (It would be wrong of me to start this story as though I married a villain. I didn't. I married a great guy. So in this post I'll describe just a bit of how great he was in the beginning...) When we first married, we lived in a small studio apartment and had … Continue reading When the Good Times Rolled…
Dear Reader, I'm writing this blog as an outlet to write of my life's experiences. I'm only 25 years old, but I've already been married and divorced. I've watched the man, in whom I was absolutely and completely in love with, change into the scariest person I've ever had the great displeasure of meeting. (I'm … Continue reading I Don’t Usually Fight and Tell
