Well, she finally did it. The blog, the book, the money making scheme. I don’t want to link directly and give her more visits, so here’s a link to Thumper’s rewiev of sorts.
I just don’t care for it. I can’t take a person seriously if they are doing it for the money. I never did anything solely for money. I write – because I have to. It really doesn’t pay that well, sometimes not even enought to go by, but it is what it is. Sharing with the world.
There are things I deem too important to be left unsaid. This blog is for one of them. To liberate, to educate, to open eyes yet unopened, and to share with people who already know. Who have learned the hard way, the psychologically disturbing way, the lonely way. I only write about the things that won’t stay quiet. Things that are still wrong, silenced, beaten down, shamed, stigmatized, marginalized.
The older I grow the more I want to educate. I want to teach about sharing, being emotional and open about it, learning to think for yourself. I wish I had a teacher like me when I was in school. Someone who’d embraced variety, marginals, darkness.
That’s why I won’t have it. You have no right. These things are not yours. I will not stand for yet another shaming, another scheme, another humbling of the already belittled. We deserve love and devotion, actual thoughts and dreams shared. It’s just another puppet pro domme in disguise.