Thinking Tiny

I just saw an email about writing tiny just now, and it made me think of being tiny, or little.

I do not always dive into that headspace. But one of my regrets was never exploring that with Daddy. Never asking him about what he liked about it or why that energy was something he felt with me.

I try to be careful about what I share openly about my abuse, but for someone like him, I would have been an open book if he had shown interest.

That is what is interesting to me now. How I have healed and let that part of me just be. It comes from talking about it. Each time you say the words, you heal a little more. That is how it has always worked for me.

And of course, the kinky parts of that are fun. I love the thought of Daddy being there for me. I love the thought of all the sexy, taboo things that we could do together in that headspace.

I think because I have experienced a lot already, there is a certain desire to keep that going. I have that need to keep pushing myself. But it takes someone special to be able to open up and trust to explore with me.