Sometimes it rains inside my head...

I haven't written anything for years, but in the interest of transparency, feel that this is important. I had debated whether or not to post this in the main forum, but will keep this here for now and operate on a want to know basis for anyone who would appreciate the information. This is intended to help prevent anyone else from making the same mistake that I did.

Before Backpage shut down its adult section, I met a professional on there who offers foot and tickle fetish sessions, ...

Lately, this forum has become a really unpleasant place to be. The trolls are running rampant and the mods, for the time being, seem to have lost control. I don't know what else to say other than, after being a poster here for parts of 10 years, I no longer feel the connection I once did. I'm out for now... taking a short break as a regular contributor, with the hope that the TMF can rebound and someday become the fun place that it used to be. There are good folks here, after all.

Contemplative as I am, I thought I would talk to you all about the subject of remorse. As in, hurting someone that you really care about. I have been guilty of this a few times as of late. I am ashamed of myself. I sit idly by, hoping those I have offended will forgive me, but understanding completely if they do not. Despite the hardships going on in my own life, I should never take it out on anyone, let alone those who have never wished me ill. It's an important lesson for me to learn, as ...

Well, my baby sister is, that is. Yes, early this afternoon, I learned that, during a trip to Ithaca, NY, my only sister's boyfriend proposed to her. I am very happy for them both. Right now, they're looking at 2012 to make it official (they have some things they'd both like to accomplish first), but it definitely looks like I'm actually going to become a brother-in-law. Who'da thunk it?

So the guy in question, having hung out with him a good deal during their time dating... I ...

... don't say anything at all. We've all heard that saying, but some people still have trouble adhering to it. Wednesday night, I find myself at a local happy hour hosted by a BDSM group that I occasionally participate in. The majority of folks there are freaking awesome. As I found out that night, however, not everyone is.

A young lady... a now former acquaintance of mine, heard from me for the first time that my cat had passed away a week before Christmas. Her exact words ...