welcome to the home of an unowned slave, so I guess I am not a slave then, to be a slave I need a Master and I no longer have one, the questions were asked and the answes were not forth coming and after lots of thinking and little talking or reassurance I knew that I would never mean anything to Him, well no thats not true, I would mean something, but what ? and in what capacity ?
So with tears in my eyes and my heart breaking I asked for my release, the funny part if there is one is that it took Him 15 minutes to ask why ( He was with another, lol yet He had said He was giving me His attention as I had begged Him to talk to me as I was going through some things and needed His reasurance and support, I needed to know He was still my Master, that was my answer
So here I am, no longer owned just me , and that hurts so bad
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November 7, 2008 at 8:31 pm
lc
you have been through so much, it seems, at his hands…i am appalled he didn’t give you his undivided attention, when you needed it most. Give you heart and mind a rest…your One will come along…you will be able to see him now, that your thoughts aren’t blurred with the pain of this “so-called” master.
BIG (((hugs)))
lc
November 8, 2008 at 3:45 am
His Bella
With time even red hot iron grows cold. … I promise. I am sorry for your pain but happy for you that you take this step and distance yourself from someone who did not care for you.