Chapter 4 - Cup Runneth Over


Yesterday was my six month kinkiversary of being out in the community, and I just realized it a few minutes ago.

I attended my first kinky get together on April 18th (the first Boston Whip Practice), and yesterday I came home exhausted and happy from the first (but by all accounts, not the last) Connecticut GRUE.

Along the way, I've met throngs of amazing people and made many friends, and I feel like this is a good point for my ongoing saga to get an update.

So, here we are then.

My gut reaction to the past six months is simply, "Wow."

There isn't a time in my life when I have been this social. Things are always happening. I have to make decisions about where I should go on a Saturday night. A Wednesday night. A Monday night. This isn't me bragging, this is me observing with incredulity the way my life is going right now. It's several kinds of awesome, and I have you, dear readers, to thank for it.

There isn't a time in my life when I have felt this sense of belonging - a feeling of home that transcends geography. Feeling like I could walk into any fetish event anywhere in the world and not be wracked with the fear and adrenaline and self-consciousness that would nearly overwhelm me a short few months ago. I jumped in, and you caught me.

A sense of purpose, a source of information, a venue for frank honesty, and a font of happiness - the list goes on. You have set the bar higher than I thought possible, and given me what I need to reach that impossible height. It's no longer enough be a "not douchebag". I have to be more than that.

You, as individuals and as part of the community, have quite literally changed my life, and my soul thanks you for it. The highest compliment that I can think of to repay your generosity is to embrace these changes, and resolve to be there to help others do the same.

I am now out to most of my closest vanilla friends, and in so doing have had a few come out to me in various ways. This is a positive direction, and this is an outstanding result.

Things that I thought were implausible have occurred. Skills I thought were arcane and distant have been taught to me with flair. Limitations that I thought were implicit have been exposed as insubstantial. The false walls have been removed from my landscape, and in places I can see clear to the horizon. It is gorgeous.

There is, of course, a lot more for me to see, to do, to discover, to overcome. So much more that I find myself at a loss sometimes to summon and channel that energy, but I know I will find a way to make it happen.

When I do, I hope you'll all come along for the ride, 'cause it's bound to be a fun one.