Sometimes we believe that our role as a partner in a relationship doesn’t involve being the support, back-bone, or even lecturer to the better half. Quite the contrary… Who better to lovingly nag you into doing something you refuse to do but should do but your girlfriend?
Relationships are a fickle thing. It requires a lot of give and take, the issue arises when it must be decided who gives and who takes. In a perfect world a relationship would run like a well-oiled machine; each piece knowing its place and being content with its role no matter how small. But when dealing with people egos get involved, personal self-worth is questioned, and sometimes being in the background can wreak havoc on a relationship.
No one holds all the answers but I hope that my bits of advice can aid in figuring out the complex inner workings of this great beast we call love. If you have any questions that you would like answered, no matter how big or small, do not hesitate to contact me.
I have been working lately on so many things from homework to work to job applications. Needless to say, it’s stressful. There’s just so much, and it is hard to keep believing everything is going to be alright if I just keep going, if I just keep trying. I have to believe it will be. I have to think things are going to work out.
When I get overwhelmed, I tend to implode. I stop everything and bury myself in books or television shows to ensure for a little while my sanity. This approach, I know, is not the best. I wish I didn’t worry. I wish I had more faith all would be fine, but sometimes it gets really hard. And this stress spills over into my search for self.
Going for a massage is the same as having sex with your partner.
It's important to have a good line of communication going throughout the entire experience where you talk to each other about what feels good and what's too much.
In either case there's a possibility that you could wind up with a hand up your ass going for a deep tissue massage if you just lay there quietly like a dead fish not saying anything.
So binding. It’s one of those things, a necessity for some of us. For me, unfortunately. It gets physically uncomfortable, but I feel so much better about myself when I do it. There are many different ways, some more comfortable than others. I’ll relate them all, ones I have tried and haven’t. So here we go.