Chasing Me Chasing You

An uncollared submissive struggling through depression, motherhood, and the constant craving of her next orgasm.

Weight Loss is Expensive

I have taken to eating a granola bar for lunch. It does an okay job filling me up and keeps my calorie count low. But, don’t mistake me, the word satisfying cannot be applied here.

When I was in my twenties (I write that like it was eons rather than a little over a year ago) I lived by a motto. ‘Life is too short to not eat mayonnaise’. This applied to so many cream based sauces and condiments. Hollandaise, ranch dressing, alfredo sauce, salad cream. All beautiful with the right entree or snack.

The only problem with this motto, however, is of course, I got fat. And, now that my life goals involve lots of sex and nude photos of myself on the internet, I’ve been forced to reevaluate my position.

But at what cost?

So I told Sir to appreciate all this weight I’m losing. I’ve given up so much.

*slow tear shot of a dad driving away at the end of the movie where you know he’s not coming back from the vet with the golden retriever.*



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