Posted by UK_Lonewolf
on Sat 3 Oct 09, 3:48 AM to UK_Lonewolf's blog.
So, in the... hmm... three years that I've been on this site, and the year and a half that I've been active, this is my first weblog. So, it must be interesting, right? Something angry, controversial, thoughtful, right?
Wrong.
In fact, most of you have probably come to this conclusion already but that doesn't mean I feel any less of a need to vocalise it myself.
I attended the BDSM night at Wild Passions this evening and it was a riot. Great company, great demos and great fun. A relaxed atmosphere with some interesting conversations and some downright ludicrous ones.
And, as I was driving home, the two light-weights to whom I was giving a lift passed out in my car, I got thinking about how lucky I was.
Despite the criticisms of some vanilla, the outrage of some Christians who condemn my actions and tell me that it's not "proper Christian behaviour", who question my faith because of my hobbies and interests, despite all of this I come to realise just how lucky I am to be in the scene.
Yes, there are some twats. They exist in every cliqué, group and gethering but, without a doubt, I have met some amazing people. Friendly and compassionate beyond what most of my friends understand, let alone capable of.
I feel blessed to have been given the opportunity to meet these people and get to know them. People who are patient enough to put up with the annoying parts of me, understanding enough to educate the ignorant parts of me, caring enough to look out for the niéve parts of me. People who are willing to teach me, without being condasending, who do not judge me on age or looks, but take the time to get to know me and judge me on that.
Strangers who are happy to engage in conversation with me, not just about the weather or the news but on more personal things, like flogging and spanking and domming and subbing. (Yet, if I were to even ask the time from a stranger in the street, I'd get a funny look. Hell, lets face it, I live in Merthyr, I'd be lucky to not get a beating for it! 
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So, to those who mean a lot more to me than they might realise, I thank you and want you to know how appreciative I am of your friendship, if not, aquaintance.
And this is all without mentioning my kitten, whom I was incredibly lucky to meet at a rope workshop nearly six months ago, whom I cannot get out of my mind, whom I need to feel fulfilled.
And now, what I feel... Is the desire to find a half decent way to finish this fricking blog. But then again, if I did, it might resemble perfection, which wouldn't be me.
So, I'll just trail off, midway though a sent-
