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| It isn't always, you know. Easier to obey. When I don't belong, it's a struggle to obey, if I even choose to do so at all. My personality has never been submissive. I did not grow up trying to please the grown-ups. A cherished family member told me regularly that my contrary nature began in infancy. As I grew, so did that aspect of my nature and when a man told me that I am a natural submissive, I laughed at him. I also agreed to obey him, just to prove him wrong. Because contrary.
The freedom I gained when released from belonging felt restrictive. It was a loss that took away my breath and the ground beneath my feet, for awhile.
I again have direction and freedom, if not belonging. Giving up the freedom and direction willingly is not an option, and if belonging is to occur it must be in tandem.
I'm poly. I am available.
Right now I don't drive. That may or may not change in the future. This doesn't mean I can't get where I want to go, but it does mean I'm less likely to travel out of town to meet someone new since it requires a much larger time investment than it did when I drove. I am more willing to invest time once I know someone well enough to feel like they value me as much as I value them.
Occasionally I travel to the Seattle area.
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