For March Q/A the first one comes from Misty, thank you!
I think I've read here that you weren't always completely comfortable
being a slave (I get the impression this happens to everyone at some
point), what are some of the things that helped you be okay with liking
what you like and doing what you do?
One of the main things that helped me get over any doubts I had was talking to other slaves online and finding out they had the same worries and struggles I did. Or they had different and even more problematic struggles. Or they had long ago gotten past those things and everything was peachy now. Any of those options gave my doubts a rest.
There have been very few times when I doubted my decision to become a slave was the right one. I can only think of a couple instances, actually. There were times in the beginning that I seriously doubted whether my Master would want to continue in this lifestyle. Those were intensely frightening times for me, because I was soooo addicted by then.
There were more times when I wondered if I was completely fucked in the head for wanting to do the sorts of play that we've done. Because pain hurts! But now I consider that this is just who I am. I like the things I like, normal or not, and there are enough people like me that seem just fine so I don't worry about the state of my head just because I'm a masochist. It took me a full month of almost daily spankings, btw, to even admit that I was a masochist. It's not something I've always been, or at least not consciously.
On the same question for my Master, he said he'd think about it and get back to us.
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