Women of Lit: A Safe Place To Share

[v_indigo]

I haven’t heard of Lelo, but maybe I’ll check and see!

I love them. And their design aesthetic has really infiltrated the market so well. Toys are so much more pretty and sensual in their design now

 

[SofiaLaFrench]

Oh my gosh! I go away for a few days and don't check this thread, and when I come back you ladies have blown it up! I want to tell those of you who shared some deeply emotional things here, "Thank you for sharing, so that others may know they are not alone in their struggles!" Every one of us is dealing with our demons, some more powerful than others. The comment about scared little bunnies really hit home for me, because that's who I am. I'm going to share, and this is probably going to come across as lame compared to others. I have to fake it every day out in public. My first vivid memory is being in a spelling bee and given the word 'library'. I looked out at the audience half-way through spelling and choked. Couldn't utter another letter. Years later, I got physically ill when asked to speak in public. My boss had to do the presentation and I nearly lost my job. Luckily, he gave me another chance because knew someone who he thought could help me. She was an amazing lady, and gave me so much confidence, taught me how to tackle my demon, let me practice in a safe environment with other bunnies. I think this is why I'm with my current guy. He's a 'protector', strong physically and mentally, an extrovert. He holds my bunny close, but takes her out in public to experience life. He pushes me, but not too much. And when I need a place to hide, he stands guard over my pounding little bunny heart. He's the one I can be myself around. Let go and experiment. Like I said, might sound lame compared to ADHD, PTSD, Autism, sex addiction, and the other problems you all are dealing with.


Je t'aime

 

[Yesok1]

Oh my gosh! I go away for a few days and don't check this thread, and when I come back you ladies have blown it up! I want to tell those of you who shared some deeply emotional things here, "Thank you for sharing, so that others may know they are not alone in their struggles!" Every one of us is dealing with our demons, some more powerful than others. The comment about scared little bunnies really hit home for me, because that's who I am. I'm going to share, and this is probably going to come across as lame compared to others. I have to fake it every day out in public. My first vivid memory is being in a spelling bee and given the word 'library'. I looked out at the audience half-way through spelling and choked. Couldn't utter another letter. Years later, I got physically ill when asked to speak in public. My boss had to do the presentation and I nearly lost my job. Luckily, he gave me another chance because knew someone who he thought could help me. She was an amazing lady, and gave me so much confidence, taught me how to tackle my demon, let me practice in a safe environment with other bunnies. I think this is why I'm with my current guy. He's a 'protector', strong physically and mentally, an extrovert. He holds my bunny close, but takes her out in public to experience life. He pushes me, but not too much. And when I need a place to hide, he stands guard over my pounding little bunny heart. He's the one I can be myself around. Let go and experiment. Like I said, might sound lame compared to ADHD, PTSD, Autism, sex addiction, and the other problems you all are dealing with.


Je t'aime

No definitely not lame, just a scared little bunny doing its best to get by.

 

[BadAmy]

Well you know what to do? Stop logging in. That's the solution to your blabbering.

Wouldn't it be nice to actually have a safe space to talk, without incels like this lil gif hoyma-noy dropping their token.
Hey fuckwad...I bet you spent all night thinking that one up didn't you?

The grownups are speaking, so why don't you head on back to the litter box where your shit mouth landed you.

Peaches.

 

[v_indigo]

Maybe we should change the name of the thread to Bunny Women Suppoet Group.

No, that will just attract more creeps

 

[v_indigo]

Wouldn't it be nice to actually have a save space to talk, without incels like this lil gif hoyma-noy dropping their token.
Hey fuckwad...I bet you spent all night thinking that one up didn't you?

The grownups are speaking, so why don't you head on back to the litter box where your shit mouth landed you.

Peaches.

Old white dude with the predictable attitude

 

[AmandaKellyUK]

Maybe we should change the name of the thread to Bunny Women Suppoet Group.

No, that will just attract more creeps

This bunny has a big bad wolf ready to unleash as needed

 

[v_indigo]

This bunny has a big bad wolf ready to unleash as needed

Thank you, Ms Wolfie

 

[Christy2Cum]

Wouldn't it be nice to actually have a save space to talk, without incels like this lil gif hoyma-noy dropping their token.
Hey fuckwad...I bet you spent all night thinking that one up didn't you?

The grownups are speaking, so why don't you head on back to the litter box where your shit mouth landed you.

Peaches.

I love your style, have you ever thought about writing greeting cards?

 

[Christy2Cum]

I wonder how one becomes a moderator, I would take great pleasure in banning anything with a cock that posts here, or some of our other threads.

 

[Strixaluco]

He's a 'protector', strong physically and mentally, an extrovert. He holds my bunny close, but takes her out in public to experience life. He pushes me, but not too much. And when I need a place to hide, he stands guard over my pounding little bunny heart. He's the one I can be myself around.

I've found myself to be a so-called little, and then found myself a very caring Dom with daddy tendencies for similar reasons. I'm not introvert, though, but the world is just a lot in many ways, and it's not made for people like me, and it's exhausting.

He's the one whose mere presence allowed me to drop my masks.

 

[Beth_Anne90]

Get a life.

Speaking of getting a life!! I read your profile and it's pretty sad!!

 

[SofiaLaFrench]

I've found myself to be a so-called little, and then found myself a very caring Dom with daddy tendencies for similar reasons. I'm not introvert, though, but the world is just a lot in many ways, and it's not made for people like me, and it's exhausting.

He's the one whose mere presence allowed me to drop my masks.

I know how you feel. Maybe that's a side of me that I need to explore.

 

[Strixaluco]

I know how you feel. Maybe that's a side of me that I need to explore.

I recognised that side of me while reading thread Daddy's Little Girl. Or the 3 of them that existed at the time - now there's even a fourth one but the earliest ones may be best for exploring the thing. Yes, I actually ended up reading whole 3 threads on it!

Oh and it's a safe place, too! Any hungry or ill-behaving "Daddies" are chased away. Those who seem safe are accepted. The kind that do not try to assume things. They may build us blanket fortresses and serve hot chocolate.

 

[v_indigo]

Thank you for writing to me, it makes me feel warm inside to know that someone hears me and actually does listen to what I have to say. I've been bottling so much inside and I think this is the main reason why I got so scared when it came to expressing myself about sex, due to being abused by my ex boyfriend and the way he treated me was horrible. A lot more has happened with him but I rather share this privately. Always fearing people will judge me, criticize me, and just view me as I'm broken.

After my brother ended his life, I completely fell apart and couldn't even talk to anyone without breaking down. I had a lot of triggers and felt ashamed anytime I felt happy, I felt guilty. It's as though I didn't want to feel happy, because it meant I wasn't grieving over my brother's death. The isolation part is what truly depressed me and I knew I couldn't live like that anymore, that I needed to talk to people and try to heal past everything.

It took me a long time to come back on here but I knew I needed to heal a bit before I spoke to anyone because I cried a lot and got angry over things. I felt so many different emotions, and I kept it all inside and didn't want to tell anyone what I was feeling because I already lost enough friends. Right now I'm in therapy and healing past certain things. Triggers happen every so often and I still cry over my brother's death, but I'm not isolating myself anymore. I'm beginning to accept my faults, what happened with my ex-boyfriend and dealing with my brother's death. It's still tough but I know I am strong and I am still capable of love. Once a guy was interested in me and once he heard about my brother's death, he said, "I didn't sign up for this." and ghosted me. It looks like I dodged a bullet because I'd rather someone support me than treat me as if I was a burden. Waited awhile before opening up to him but I told him this once we built trust between us. It didn't upset me though because I realized I deserve better than that. Thank you for hearing me, responding to me and making me feel warm inside, and not treating me as if I was a burden. It means the world to me.

You are NEVER a burden here. Ever.

 

[Strixaluco]

Once a guy was interested in me and once he heard about my brother's death, he said, "I didn't sign up for this." and ghosted me.

Oh dear. Indeed, you certainly dodged a bullet. That kind of a person would probably not be supporting in even less serious circumstances. I just wonder how he's gonna survive life. It doesn't ask if you signed up for beloved ones dying, or other hardships in life. It also doesn't ask how much you can take, you just have to cope with whatever you get.

In my language there's a song about how to recognise friends. They are those who stay around when you have hard times. And widows tend to know that by experience. I was lucky to not loose any of mine - maybe because they were "weather-proofed" already way before my husband died...

I hope you can already feel happy without guilt. Sorrow runs much deeper, below the daily emotions. And there's no one right way to mourn.

 

[SofiaLaFrench]

I recognised that side of me while reading thread Daddy's Little Girl. Or the 3 of them that existed at the time - now there's even a fourth one but the earliest ones may be best for exploring the thing. Yes, I actually ended up reading whole 3 threads on it!

Oh and it's a safe place, too! Any hungry or ill-behaving "Daddies" are chased away. Those who seem safe are accepted. The kind that do not try to assume things. They may build us blanket fortresses and serve hot chocolate.

I'm going to find those threads and do some exploring myself. Thank you, lovie!

 

[titimprint]

Women supporting women and lifting them up! I am here for this! No matter what you are struggling with, whether it is big or small, complex or seemingly simple, I’m sending big love and hugs your way ❤

 

[InCNCestBangPie]

Right now I'm in therapy and healing past certain things. Triggers happen every so often and I still cry over my brother's death, but I'm not isolating myself anymore. I'm beginning to accept my faults, what happened with my ex-boyfriend and dealing with my brother's death. It's still tough but I know I am strong and I am still capable of love. Once a guy was interested in me and once he heard about my brother's death, he said, "I didn't sign up for this." and ghosted me. It looks like I dodged a bullet because I'd rather someone support me than treat me as if I was a burden. Waited awhile before opening up to him but I told him this once we built trust between us. It didn't upset me though because I realized I deserve better than that. Thank you for hearing me, responding to me and making me feel warm inside, and not treating me as if I was a burden. It means the world to me.

There's so many positive things that you said in this last paragraph. There's so many things you said that obviously comes from a place of strength within you. I'm genuinely happy for you and proud of you. It's very evident that you've been putting in the effort to heal, to grow, to move forward, and it's honestly very beautiful to read. Thank you for sharing. I love your introspection. Like, you're clearly learning to live with yourself, respect yourself, and give yourself grace. I don't think a lot of women understand the importance of learning how to be in a healthy, nurturing relationship with yourself. So many people around us are insistent on tearing us down and if we can't be the ones to tell ourselves, "it's okay, you'll get through it," then we end up forever searching for a savior in other fallible humans. But it starts with caring about ourselves, first. Amethy (that's your nickname now ), in case you didn't know, let me tell you: you're doing so well and making great progress.
Obviously, healing isn't linear & we all stumble backwards sometimes, but know that you're creating a practical path forward for yourself each day that you just try.
Gosh, keep going !

 

[stickygirl]

~snip~ It took me a long time to come back on here but I knew I needed to heal a bit before I spoke to anyone because I cried a lot and got angry over things. ~snip~

Thanks for your post but that sentence jumped out because I didn't want the trolls to single you out. I'm gonna state the obvious, but Lit is a festering heap of perverts - some nice perverts, but mostly 'meh maybe not'.

Be liberal with your use of the Ignore button and if there's things you don't want to discuss in the thread then maybe one of the regulars here - the Lit Aunties - can take a private message.

 

[Christy2Cum]

This thread should be renamed "The strong and courageous women of Lit who overcome obstacles and bullshit that would kill any man".

Might need some word-smithing but just a rough draft.

I am so deeply touched by everyone's stories here and feel lucky that I have not experienced anything even remotely close to that, asshole ex sure but nothing I couldn't handle.

Sending all of you love and hugs and kisses!

Christy

 

[lil_jenni]

I had a lot of triggers and felt ashamed anytime I felt happy, I felt guilty. It's as though I didn't want to feel happy, because it meant I wasn't grieving over my brother's death.

First, *hugs*

Second, I went through similar emotions when my cousin took her life. She'd been my hero, and much more like a big sister, especially given I don't have siblings. She was also complicit in the abuse I suffered at the hands of her boyfriend, although she was as much a victim (fuck, I hate that word) of him as I was. She died full of regret and guilt. I had long before told her she had nothing to feel guilty about because the asshole predator preyed on us both, but she couldn't hear that. So when she died, I blamed myself because I thought there must have been a way I could have gotten through to her. To this day, I can't think about her without that feeling I should have done more to help her, and been able to find the right words to make her see it wasn't her fault and that I never blamed her. I know better, but I can't help the feelings.

And I wish I could say those feelings go away. The saying is that time heals all wounds, but I think that's bullshit. Time allows us to refocus, to accept, to redirect, to help ourselves not blame ourselves when we feel happy despite the wounds to hearts and soul. But the wounds are there. The love we felt and the pain of its loss makes it impossible to truly heal... but now I can think of happy times I had with my cousin without breaking down. And I can redirect my guilt and grief most of the time, because I do have those happy memories as well as good things in my life now on which I can focus.

I know words are of little comfort, and I don't know if I expressed myself well anyway, but just know you are not alone in your pain and grief... We grieve for different people, but we are united by our grief.

 

[Yesok1]

I'm so sorry to read how you have been treated and the losses you have endured.

I cannot imagine the pain you are going through, but you are strong people, you fight 'til the next day and the next. You should be proud of yourselves.

I send you love.

 

[SofiaLaFrench]

Those are the ones with a significant grey-matter deficit (their only brain is in the head of their penis). Make liberal use of the Ignore button.

 

[v_indigo]

My brain isn’t braining well today, but I felt the need to say just how much I love this group.
I had another account here for a long time, and had a ‘home’ in the Lounge on Lit. That faded away ages ago. It’s nice to have a bit of that feeling again.