I’m never sure why I share all that I share with you guys lol. Daddy says that it’s my “safe space”. I suppose he’s right. I’ve been journaling weekly, if not daily, since I was 11 years old. I still have every single diary I’ve ever written in. When I was in college, I switched… Continue reading How did I get here?
D/s has made me soft, damn it. I’m not sure who the hell this Ariel is anymore. She’s a lot more unpredictable, easy going and open to changes in plans. She’s learned to loosen the iron grip control she has over all aspects of her life and is starting to challenge some of her own… Continue reading Love.
Daddy is 42. I’m 29. We have a 13 year age gap between us. Our age gap is palpable. I have insecurities and fears that come with being in my twenties, whereas Daddy is much more secure in who he is and tends to not worry about what others think. His feathers don’t get ruffled much,… Continue reading He’s How Old??
I need a break. When I thought that today, my immediate thought after was, “Yeah! Like, a vacation. A real break.” The next thought was, “Yeah, but didn’t you just have a break?” And the answer to that was “So what? Is there a limit to how many breaks you get in a lifetime? I’m stressed… Continue reading Permission to Break
I saw this post on Fetlife and after I liked it, the author reached out to me. We had a brief, but validating discussion about having a vanilla (or somewhat vanilla) partner and finding a dominant outside of marriage. I encourage anyone in a similar situation to check her profile out. She summarizes my thoughts… Continue reading YMMV
I move in and out of little space all the time. I think that’s why when I went dark I went down so fast. LS helps me de-stress in small doses. And without it, I feel empty. For me, that head space includes being goofy with friends in the lifestyle, often changing my speech to… Continue reading Little Space
One of the things I’ve discovered is that babygirls tend to put our daddies on a pedestal. And we forget that they are just men. They are not gods. They make mistakes. They have feelings. They get hurt. Sometimes they act silly. So try to remember that. – advice from a friend to another… Continue reading Men, not Gods
I’ve been thinking about ex-Sir again. In an attempt to keep myself busy, I’ve been rereading one of my latest favorite books. The protagonist’s boyfriend is a badass vampire who falls in love with her. He calls her kitten and pet. Just like ex-Sir used to call me. “But what if we don’t work out?”… Continue reading Memory
“Why do you write your blog?” my therapist asked. It’s a good question. I write because it’s therapeutic. It’s a way for me to express my feelings in a safe space. I’m anonymous here–so my readers know me better than my family does. I write because it’s a habit. I’ve been writing in a diary… Continue reading Why Write?
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A Little Fringe 