BDSM is Love

There are times like today when Master says, “Write in your journal today.” and you have nothing to talk about. I ask him for something to write about and he doesn’t have anything either. What in the world does he want me to say that he doesn’t already know? I’m tired, I work hard everyday, I feel bad that I take a nap daily to catch up on the sleep I don’t get at night, I hate that I don’t make enough to pay the bills or get the things we want to make our life more comfortable.

I suffer from stress filled days and uneven bouts of sleep and wakefullness. I dream, I don’t dream it’s all a part of how I live this life. I’m a worry wart, I stress about everything. Master hates it. He wishes that I would relax. He wishes that I would let him worry, but I can’t let things go.

And so I stress.

–luna