Midwest Maiden

A 20something playing the game called life

PMS…gotta love being a woman April 24, 2008

Filed under: Uncategorized — maidenchessa @ 4:17 pm
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Every female feels the effects of PMS differently.  Some feel no effects (lucky bitches!) while some get pissy and others eat like crazy.  Me, I get emotional – not in the pissy way, in the sad way.  Everything seems worse than it actually is.  While it’s happening I realize what I’m upset about is stupid but at the same time I can’t stop feeling what I’m feeling.  Sometimes I cry while other times I want to but just can’t.  Today is a crying day – big time.

My day was great.  I substitute taught with the class I student taught with.  I adore the kids and it was a fun day.  But at the end of the day we were running late and one of my kids almost missed the bus.  Yeah, that’s when I felt myself starting to get emotional.  STUPID!  Then I talked to a friend who had originally called me to see if I wanted to get together. But, between the time she called me and I was able to call her back, something came up.  That was another step closer to tears (things like that happen all the time – normally doesn’t phase me a bit).

Hunter was online when I got home and it helped to talk to him – at first.  He had been weighing on my mind.  His rule is to call or text when he gets off work or gets in for the night.  He didn’t text me until after 1 a.m.  That had me instantly worried.  Why hadn’t he called earlier like always?  Who had he been with? What had he been doing?  He assured me everything was fine – he was just feeling overwhelmed with school & work.  Then he immed me simply saying “I want you.” That cheered me right up – until he said “Guess what, guess what?”  I was all excited that maybe he was going to stay in the area this summer (as opposed to going to his hometown which is 3 hours away) or that he didn’t have to work tonight or something.  But no, he was super excited because his friend Alicia bought him a hat. 

Let me explain why it was a particularly large let down.  She’s in love with him.  He just found out a week ago and it came as a complete shock to him.  I couldn’t write about it until now because we were afraid she had found the blog, but we found out she didn’t.  We were afraid of that because she got on his computer while he was passed out and hacked into his accounts and all of that.  She e-mailed me, claiming that SHE was his girlfriend.  Yeah, that gave me warm fuzzies inside.  That was one of the major reasons he was a little distant at times this past weekend.  And with him wanting to spend more time with his friends this week, it just makes me worry.  He’s told me he only looks at her like a friend and that’s the way it has always been. But, that doesn’t mean things don’t change.  How do I compete with 3 years of history? How does he go from telling me that he wants me to telling me about this kick-ass gift she got him? It was like a shot to the gut. 

I had trust issues before I started seeing Hunter – I wrote about it extensively on here.  And it’s not that I don’t trust him.  I truly believe he wouldn’t do anything with another girl while he’s with me, but that doesn’t prevent feelings from changing.  That’s what happened with my ex-boyfriend – he didn’t physically cheat on me but definitely did on an emotional level.  I fear that if I become too worried about the situation with Alicia it will drive him away. But, I can’t *not* worry about it. 

Hunter is really worried about how her feelings for him are going to change their friendship.  He wants things to stay the same as much as possible.  At this point I couldn’t handle that though.  They used to cuddle, she’d sleep in his bed if he was out of town, she did his laundry, she’d change while he was in the room, they’ve met each others families for goodness sakes.  They were/are so close many of their friends would joke about how they should be a couple.  She’s still going to do his laundry – specifically his boxers and t-shirts.  To me that just seems weird.  I feel like there needs to be some boundaries between them. I know they won’t be cuddling and things along those lines anymore. But, things have changed, no matter how much Hunter doesn’t want to admit or accept it.  She won’t get over him if they continue the friendship as it has been going.  But, I’m scared to talk to Hunter about it because it could drive him away.  What if he says “screw you” to me – that he’s not willing to make any of those changes for me.  Thing is, I’ve been that girl.  Whether Alicia admits it or not (or even fully realizes it), those little things that they have bring her hope.  The fact that she made him smile one of his huge to-die-for smiles when she gave him his hat today gave her hope.

I feel like if I said something it would be like me telling him who he can and cannot be friends with.  I’m not saying I wouldn’t want them to spend any time together, I’d just prefer more space between them.  But, I know that friendship means a lot to him – how could I ask him to give that up, even a little?  How could I ask him to put a 1.5 month relationship before a 3 year friendship? At the same time, how can a new relationship stand a chance if it isn’t the priority?

Like I said before, when I’m PMSing everything seems *way* worse than it actually is.  Right now I just have to hope these doubts and insecurities will fade soon – at least for the most part.  Until then I guess I’ll just continue riding this roller coaster of emotions.  I’m fine for 10 minutes – totally confident in my relationship with Hunter. Then BAM, the tears hit me yet again and I become convinced he’ll leave me.  That’s one of the reasons this was such a rambling post – my thoughts and feelings are all over the place.  At this point I have no idea how I’m genuinely feeling.  Even if this thing with Hunter wasn’t happening, I’d still probably be crying anyway.  Like I said, I was almost in tears because my kids almost missed the bus and I couldn’t get together with my friend.  The fact that PMS is temporary and will fade in a day or two is of *very* little comfort.  I want the fuck off this roller coaster NOW.

 

Seeing the boy I missed so much March 27, 2008

Filed under: Reflections — maidenchessa @ 12:35 pm
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Hunter was over last night.  It was the first time we’d seen each other in 10 days.  And I was a total bitch.

 I’m choosing to believe it was PMS.  All women experience different things with PMS and with me it’s that I get extra emotional – both with crying and irritability.  Last night I was emotional in an apathetic way…if that makes any sense, with a tad bit of pissy thrown in for extra measure.  After not seeing my boy for 10 days you’d think I would have wanted to jump his bones the second I saw him…and in the days leading up to last night, that is exactly what I wanted to do.  But, I just wasn’t feeling it last night.  It took at least a half hour before I even let him really kiss me.  When we did start to mess around it was as if I had to *make* myself do it.  Once we started I, of course, totally got into it though!

After we fucked the first time, as we lay naked together on the couch, I had to fight back tears.  There was absolutely no reason for me to be crying. But, there I was, sad and on the verge of tears.  To be completely honest, I’m not totally sure it was PMS, or if it was the depression, or a combination of both.  Either way, it sucked.  I thought hard about what to do – do I turn my head, curl up against Hunter’s chest, and just let myself cry – or, do I fight back the tears and pretend like nothing is wrong.  I decided on the latter.  I can’t really pinpoint why that was my decision.  I felt “safe” to cry with Hunter.  We’ve talked about my depression and I know he understands.  I *wanted* to turn to him and let myself cry.  But, I stopped myself anyway.  I think it has little to do with Hunter and the two of us, than it has to do with me.  If I cried, I had to admit that, once again, that something wasn’t quite right with me.  I’ve been so good, so happy for so many months now.  I don’t want to fall back into that hole of apathy and unyielding sadness.  So, despite the fact I could cry at this very moment if I let myself, I’m going to choose to believe it’s just PMS and not the depression.

I worked with Hunter’s ass a little for the first time last night.  I’ve never done any ass play with someone else, and have only had it done to me once.  So, I was a little nervous about how much lube to use and how fast/slow to take things.  It went fairly smoothly though.  He made some absolutely wonderful noises.  He’s told me before that he’s not such a tough guy when it comes to his ass and judging by the noises he made, I’d say he’s probably right!  I also ran my nails across his ass, which made him cringe like no other.  MMMMMM, it was so sweet. 

The second time we were going at it he’d slow down while he was fucking me.  I had to remind him several times to go fast and hard, just like I like it.  But, like I said, he kept slowing down, so I thought he was getting close to cumming again.  Just to torment him, I reminded him yet again to keep going hard and fast.  To which he replied, “Hard and fast doesn’t really do it for me.”  That made me laugh out loud!  I reminded him that it’s not about HIM, it’s about ME.  I had him fuck me the way I wanted for a while more and then began the 10 second countdown.  He wasn’t able to cum in that amount of time so he had to just stop and pull out.  The look on his face when I make him do that is absolutely priceless.

I showed him the ankle bracelet I made for him, to represent my ownership of him.  I have to make it a little bit smaller but otherwise it wasn’t too bad.  Before I put it on him I asked him to tell me what it represented.  He was having a hard time putting it into words, which I totally understand.  So, part of his reflection about last night is supposed to contain a more thoughtful. detailed explanation of what it means to him.  I may post part of what he says on here. 

Thought I’d leave ya’ll with a little something yummy….well, I think it’s mighty yummy anyway!!  You can even see my nail marks. MMMMM….

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