So as I try to
figure out what to say. My slave reminded
me of the things that are important. Be grateful, have hope, and take a lesson
from Obama- Go high.
So here I
go.
I want to
say thank you to everyone who has been there for us over the last month. We
have both grieved deeply the loss of our boy Pokey. He passed peacefully at 28
years old, and we were blessed to have spent his last 16 years with him.
Thank you to
Whip Daddy, Jaime, Mom, J, and Baby Bear who came and shared the day with us
when he passed. He passed easy and
comfortable. The vet was amazing and kind.
Angel, the Percheron,
is amazing and a delight. I work with her a lot now. I am taking my time and healing slowly. She
participated in Pokeys passing (thank you Jaime). When I work with her I cry, she seems to
understand.
Thank you to
Ninjet for coming up with food for my slave and I after Pokey passed. That was so incredibly sweet. For those of
you, who put out words of comfort and love, thank you.
Now for the
elephant in the room.
I made a mistake.
For this I take complete accountability with absolutely no excuses for my
behavior.
I have deactivated my fetlife
and walked away from the wet munch. Thank you Jinx for stepping up to take this
over.
I don’t know if I will come back
to fetlife, all I know right now is that I can’t right now.
For those of
you who have supported us over the last month in the community, I can only say
I have no words that can adequately express my gratitude for you.
To those
that cared for me, held me, protected me, gave me water, and held my hand when
I was to shaken and triggered to stop crying, thank you.
To my brave Roughhouse
and his brother D, thank you beyond words for getting me home safe and
comforting my slave.
To Jaime
thank you for making me walk away. I was
not safe, to myself or others.
To Whip Daddy
I love you for forgiving me for not being safe.
To Sir B and
his kitten, I love you, family.
To everyone
who talked with my slave on FB, giving us hope, offering support and love, your
words are etched deeply into my heart.
As I walk
through my grief, you are there on my shoulders, seeing me through. Giving me
hope.
I am grateful
for each and every one of
you.
