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(Lack of) Turkey Day 2014
11 years ago
I don't really pay much heed to most holidays anymore given my small circle of friends & begrudging lack of family. On some of them I do still remind myself that despite what I'm dealing with at the time or whatever depression may sweep over me for a time, I do have things to be thankful for, even if they are in small amount.
I am thankful for the friends I have.
They help me along, they make me laugh and share smiles with me.
I am thankful for my pets who stand by me and remind me every day that I am loved and wanted, knees on the ground and chins up with a smile on their faces.
They see me as a strong man/woman (depending on my fluidity that day) that would be there to protect, nurture and teach them and one or two may see me as someone magnificent or more. They also realize that I am just as capable of breaking down, falling apart and making mistakes as they are, but are there for me as a pet, friend and lover would. Being a master and pet/submissive is not about ruling or being ruled and nothing else. It's about being together, learning from one another, growing with one another and being there for one another through thick and thin. Sure it means kinky times, sexy times or even times of discipline, but to me and any that bear my collar, we know where this all beats from. ~pats her chest over her heart~ It comes from here. My pets are my loves. They are all part of my heart.
Unfortunately at this time I have no-one in position as my mates so I cannot say I have anything to be thankful for there, though I do have a few under consideration for that. For them though I am thankful.
A mate to me is someone unlike the typical 'mate' you find int he fandom. Too often I see furrys go on about how they got a mate or how they lost one, or how they are woe to be for not having one, or suddenly get one, or that one lasted only a week.. etc etc. These are not mates, these are flings with others thrown under a title header that it's not meant to be under due to misconstruing the truer meaning through the fandom, and those that actually see it know this to be true. The word 'Mate' has lost a lot of its meaning on average in the community.
To me a 'Mate' is someone you love truly. You wish to share your life with that person, learn about them, grow with them. You wish to be as close as two people can be. Your stomach flutters and your heart skips a beat when they smile. When they cry, you feel their pain and hug onto them so that you might protect them from what which pains them so. You might hold their hand in public and care not what others think or say about you, no matter what you two are with one another. Straight or gay, it doesn't matter. Maybe one or both of you is a trans, post or pre-op. Maybe in a wheelchair. Maybe you have a synthetic limb. Maybe by the cultural standards you are not what many would perceive as beautiful physically. Maybe you're a dwarf. Maybe one of you is ten feet tall! IT DOES NOT MATTER! You are in love with the other, just as they are with you.
Pardon, I sometimes ramble...
Either way. For those I am considering for mate-ship, I am thankful.
I have a job and for that I am thankful. They pay me shit wages, the hours suck and are few and far between, but it's a job at least and I can get something better soon, I hope. But still, I am thankful.
I am thankful for hitting 30 and still being alive, even if I suffer some things that make my life difficult or uncomfortable.
There was a time in my 20's I figured I wouldn't make it to 30, but here I am.
Otherwise though, the list of bad has been outweighing the good and Thanksgiving has been ruined for me. There is no turkey. There is no table of family and friends. No laughter. No merriment. No clean house.
In the end I am a realist. Today is ruined but tomorrow may bring about something better. You never know.
At least for the rest of the night I have vodka.
Happy Thanksgiving though, everyone. I hope you all enjoyed it to some degree at least.
I am thankful for the friends I have.
They help me along, they make me laugh and share smiles with me.
I am thankful for my pets who stand by me and remind me every day that I am loved and wanted, knees on the ground and chins up with a smile on their faces.
They see me as a strong man/woman (depending on my fluidity that day) that would be there to protect, nurture and teach them and one or two may see me as someone magnificent or more. They also realize that I am just as capable of breaking down, falling apart and making mistakes as they are, but are there for me as a pet, friend and lover would. Being a master and pet/submissive is not about ruling or being ruled and nothing else. It's about being together, learning from one another, growing with one another and being there for one another through thick and thin. Sure it means kinky times, sexy times or even times of discipline, but to me and any that bear my collar, we know where this all beats from. ~pats her chest over her heart~ It comes from here. My pets are my loves. They are all part of my heart.
Unfortunately at this time I have no-one in position as my mates so I cannot say I have anything to be thankful for there, though I do have a few under consideration for that. For them though I am thankful.
A mate to me is someone unlike the typical 'mate' you find int he fandom. Too often I see furrys go on about how they got a mate or how they lost one, or how they are woe to be for not having one, or suddenly get one, or that one lasted only a week.. etc etc. These are not mates, these are flings with others thrown under a title header that it's not meant to be under due to misconstruing the truer meaning through the fandom, and those that actually see it know this to be true. The word 'Mate' has lost a lot of its meaning on average in the community.
To me a 'Mate' is someone you love truly. You wish to share your life with that person, learn about them, grow with them. You wish to be as close as two people can be. Your stomach flutters and your heart skips a beat when they smile. When they cry, you feel their pain and hug onto them so that you might protect them from what which pains them so. You might hold their hand in public and care not what others think or say about you, no matter what you two are with one another. Straight or gay, it doesn't matter. Maybe one or both of you is a trans, post or pre-op. Maybe in a wheelchair. Maybe you have a synthetic limb. Maybe by the cultural standards you are not what many would perceive as beautiful physically. Maybe you're a dwarf. Maybe one of you is ten feet tall! IT DOES NOT MATTER! You are in love with the other, just as they are with you.
Pardon, I sometimes ramble...
Either way. For those I am considering for mate-ship, I am thankful.
I have a job and for that I am thankful. They pay me shit wages, the hours suck and are few and far between, but it's a job at least and I can get something better soon, I hope. But still, I am thankful.
I am thankful for hitting 30 and still being alive, even if I suffer some things that make my life difficult or uncomfortable.
There was a time in my 20's I figured I wouldn't make it to 30, but here I am.
Otherwise though, the list of bad has been outweighing the good and Thanksgiving has been ruined for me. There is no turkey. There is no table of family and friends. No laughter. No merriment. No clean house.
In the end I am a realist. Today is ruined but tomorrow may bring about something better. You never know.
At least for the rest of the night I have vodka.
Happy Thanksgiving though, everyone. I hope you all enjoyed it to some degree at least.
