In Tatters

I knelt at His feet in the utter mess I’d made. My struggle to succeed was stark. No one had ever seen me so disheveled…in such embarrassing circumstances. As He cleaned me up for the second time two minutes, I looked up to meet His steady gaze and tried to gauge his reaction. Disgust at another disastrous, completely unimpressive act of service? Frustrated at my inability to get it together? Sadistically amused at another ridiculous unglamorous predicament I’d once again found myself in? I knew he was taking in every fucking minute detail of the wreck before Him and squirreling it away in the vault of His mind, but what did He feel? His stoic expression offered me no hint. Without comment He stood firm in front of me. Fuckin unwavering. He hadn’t walked away. He hadn’t stepped back. I swear He may have even leaned in. As soon as I’d semi-collected myself, I began my third attempt even as I tried in vain to push the remaining proof of my ineptitude out of view, hoping it would simply

Why I March Tomorrow

Tomorrow millions in the world will celebrate, but tomorrow is not MY day.  I am white cis gender essentially straight woman.  So why am I planning to be in Manhattan and march in NYC Pride Parade?

I will march because I wholeheartedly believe that love is love and should be celebrated and normalized.

I will march so that my children and maybe their children can live whatever lives they choose on THEIR terms not the narrow minded terms of others.

I will march for my friends and family who can't march or who won't march because they are rightfully too worried about consequences should their lifestyle be public.  

I will march to support my family, my friends, and strangers who are stunningly beautiful and fiercely brave as their LGBTQ+ selves.

I will march for sexual freedom, for alternative relationship styles, for kinky lifestyles. 

I will march in solidarity with the broader NYC kink community and extended family that I am firmly a part of who will be scattered throughout the parade.

I will march because this amazing city is where PRIDE fucking began with defiance.

I will march in rebelliousness and opposition to oppressive political, religious, and societal views that for some illogical reason continue to try to criminalize and make immoral love, sex, and affection between consenting adults.

I will march because my body is not the government's or religion's to control.

I will march because FUCK CHEETO boy.

I will march because I'm not well behaved and do not stand in the shadows for what I believe in.

I will march because I take PRIDE in being an LGBTQ+ ally.

I will march for those I love, respect, and admire.

I will march because I can where many others still cannot.
~DominaKat

UPDATE/Transparency: Despite my very BEST intentions and prepping in every way I could, after 4 hours (1 hour to catch a glimpse of the parade and get to our spot in line and 3 hours waiting to step off) I headed home. The heat and I do not get along like we used to since I suffered an incident of heat exhaustion three years ago, and there was no way I could have made it the additional 3 hours needed before our group eventually took their place in the parade. To all of those stuck through the end, SERIOUS ~HAT TIP~!!!

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