Birds of a feather...

OK, so this is going to be a fairly short post, but I must say...after having JUST posted about the loneliness...what an AMAZING feeling when you meet a sister soul.  I have to give a shout out to what just might be a budding Femme Daddy that I met recently.  She fed my soul in a way I do not often get on this isolated path.  To hear my own thoughts mirrored so perfectly was intense.  I have met a few people here or there who understand somewhat my path and my thoughts...but very very rare is an understanding like that.

One interesting topic that came up during the conversation was the cross over between queer identity and gender identity.  I am going to ponder this one before I post anymore on the topic...but it will likely be my next post because part of the conversation between the two of us so closely mirrors a conversation I had with my boy when I was figuring out who I was that it brought tears to my eyes.

So here's to many more future interactions and finding more of our kind.

Strutting in high heels
Hard packing, short skirt, fish nets...
Perfectly at home.

Cheers,
Daddy Rose

One is the loneliest number...

I have found in some ways that being different equates to moments of loneliness.  Especially in the kink community I find our identity or roles sometimes delineates are acceptable interactions.  As a non submissive female, it is like the female energy is negated by not being on the same side of the flogger.  Aside from friends that I had before the transition to top land, I feel like I have suddenly become a 'them' to the majority of women in the community.  It is funny that now that I am coming into my own as a femme I feel isolated from women who don't understand the queer identity.  I found myself with a group of women the other day, but among them I was the only dominant.  I might as well have been from a different planet.  I 

So as a Daddy Domme, I also feel like I have to be 110% on all the time.  It is hard enough to be a female domme, but to self identify as Daddy means I have enveloped the male title and energy...I feel like because of the grossly misplaced double standard for gender especially in a dominant role, any slip up or sign of femininity is seen as a submissive trait or at the least 'less dominant'.  So I can be in a group full of dominants and feel so shut off from everyone.  

Sigh...it is funny.  For the first time I feel completely at home in my own skin.  I love who I have become and who I have surrounded myself with.  But outside of my small group, I feel like I have to stay aloof and somewhat standoffish in order to maintain my image, if that is in fact what I want to do.

I guess I just feel like the more I embrace my identity, the more lonely social situations become.  And that is just not me on the whole.

Who will approach me

Standing alone in a crowd

Love this Femme Daddy

Cheers,

Daddy Rose