Several months ago I wrote a great deal of blog posts about the high protocol side of our D/s, and had them all nearly ready to publish. Then I got overwhelmed with other things, and didn’t quite get them scheduled. Since then so many things have changed I can’t even describe how much my life is different. I have literally written this post many, many times, and deleted it nearly just as many, wanting to tell you what is going on, but not able to bring myself to say the words.
Have you heard the phrase, if you don’t have anything nice to say, then don’t say anything at all? Well, I don’t have anything nice to say.
So I’ll not going to tell you all the lonely crap I’ve been dealing with over the last few months, and move into the present.
I’ve been accepted into a fairly prestigious MFA (Master of Fine Arts) program, and am going to move into a full-time professional art career. I’ve wanted to fully leave teaching for a while, and have been slowly transitioning out over the last couple years. This makes it final.
I’m terrified. Naturally.
There’s still several unknowns, and several risk over money, living expenses, housing and family lifestyle. It’s all just stress, of course. But I am hoping it will all work itself out soon. Cross your fingers for me! Or send good thoughts, meditate, pray. Do whatever you do naturally. I would appreciate and revel in your good energy. I’m running a bit low just now.
Getting accepted into the MFA program is something to brag on in itself. Only 30-35% of applicants get accepted. I was one of them. So that’s cool. They only accept 10 to 15 students a year, and it’s a nationally top-5-ranked school. Now I have imposters syndrome settling in, and don’t feel worthy anymore. But that’s the way of all artists, as far as I can tell. Maybe a factor of our western culture. I don’t know.
Regardless, I am excited for this new change in life. Terrified, yes. But excited.
As for all those blog posts, I think I’m still going to publish them. Some of them aren’t all that relevant anymore, as we decided our 24/7 D/s was getting too intense and too high protocol on a daily basis. Punishment, for example, was one of the things that went by the wayside. So did daily maintenance spankings. Unfortunately, my behind is going incredibly unspanked. But, it is what it is.
For now, I’m trying to stay firmly in the positive, and happy for my MFA degree to be. 😁