BDSM is Love

Well, so no one commented on the Thursday Question this week about when you came out as kinky… does that mean no one is out? to anyone? No one wants to admit that they aren’t or are? Hmmm….

I’m out as kinky to all of my friends, half of my family and select few at work.

As with every coming out story you have to come out to yourself first. This wasn’t that hard for me really. Once I started seeing that what I was reading about, thinking about, fantasizing about was real and not just fantasy I jumped right into it; accepting it fully. That wasn’t an issue. I’ve never felt so welcomed and embrace my kinkiness whenever I can.

My friends came next and boy was that a hard crowd. My best friend told me she thought this was a phase I was going through after just breaking up with my ex-husband and that I’d live free for awhile and then move on. She also was the coolest. She told me that she’d support me in my decisions but that if she ever heard that I was being hurt beyond my consents she’d personally beat down his door and show him what pain really is. She’s the best! My other friends looked at me weird for awhile, but when they realized I was serious they all took it in stride. I even have a great friend that sends other kink-curious people my way with questions (with my permission of course).

My siblings and step siblings all know that I’m kinky and one of them reads my blog Telling them was really easy and they accepted it without even batting an eyelash. Pretty cool I think.

I told my mother as well, but the story was she was making me really angry because she wanted me to date right after leaving my husband (within days!). I told her it wasn’t that easy to find a date with my special preferences. She asked what I was talking about and I told her I like to be spanked and flogged and stuff. She rolled her eyes and said, “Thank God, I thought you were going to tell me you’re bi.” Wow.

–luna