I’ve talked about how introversion feels to me before, but it’s so strange, I’m trying to get a more precise explanation.
At its simplest, the Jungian version of introvert/extrovert is that the former get their energy from being alone and the latter get their energy from being with others. It’s a spectrum and I think a lot of people hover somewhere around the middle. I’m towards the extreme end of introversion. Being introverted doesn’t mean I’m shy or lack confidence or am socially unskilled or any of those things, it’s pretty much purely about energy.
Socialising is an energy drain … Continue Reading “More on introversion”
When someone shows you who they are, believe them the first time.
— Maya Angelou
This is a timeless quote. I wholeheartedly believe in it.
I sometimes have interactions with potential partners, submissive men, natch, who do something egregious early on in our correspondence.
And that’s it, I’m out.
I know it sounds harsh, and it is.
If someone lies to me, is disrespectful, is mean, ignores my boundaries, expresses some offensive view, is shitty in some way, I believe it is exactly what it is. There’s no ‘there’ there, no secret to uncover. It is what it is.
Ditto … Continue Reading “I believe you the first time”
I don’t have a fear of flying. I have a fear of failure.
My fear of failure is so great that I couldn’t bear to put the word ‘failure’ in the title. Telling, no?
I genuinely believe that this fear impacts a lot of aspects of my life. Both in my past and in the present.
I am envious of those who have that fear, but try to fly anyway. Madly flapping their arms and running as fast as they can towards some cliff-edge, wishing and working for it.
I know: Big bad Domme scared of failure. How… undomly :P.… Continue Reading “Fear of flying”
This random list came out of a little game on Twitter (you follow me on the Twitter, right? Of course you do! Then you know all of this already…).
- I have sex toys that I have literally never used. Virgin sex toys: that’s a thing, right?
- I usually masturbate every day, even if I don’t really feel like it
- Re number 2: I have a genuine fear that if I don’t keep my (literal… heh) hand in, my libido will disappear (‘use it or lose it’)
- I don’t really understand people who have very elaborate masturbation sessions: lots of
… Continue Reading “60 facts about me”
Here’s a preview of what I’ve* been doing in the silence: A dedicated web page for the books I’m not writing :P. It’s so pretty!
*and by ‘I’, I mean ‘me and My Fabulous Man Who Knows Everything’ (MFMWKE just rolls off the tongue, doesn’t it?) who found a solution for every problem for me, even (especially) the ones I created myself with my exuberance and lack of skill.
Launching soon with champagne and glitter and maybe free stuff *smile*.
The underlying truth of it is that having projects to work on helps me to heal, to feel … Continue Reading “Sharyn Ferns: Femdom Author”
As a proper blogger (shut up, I am!), I’m supposed to do some kind of summary, maybe some stats, deep thoughts for the year, some goals for next year, that sort of thing. Maybe even *gasp* GRAPH PORN!
But I’m spectacularly unmotivated to do any of that, so instead, here is a list of my most popular posts of 2016:
And since I’m much too lazy to do a proper roundup, let me … Continue Reading “End of year roundup: Top five plus nude”
I have scars on my body. Like all scars they tell stories.
That one under my hair, where I smashed into a beam with a nail sticking out while crouch-running under a friend’s house at a party. We were wild and screaming, I was about 13 I guess. I suspect my friend never even noticed when I stopped, when blood started running down my face. It didn’t hurt. I was concussed and just wanted to pass out. The grown ups all kept me awake and I didn’t cry until we got to the doctor’s and I was told I needed … Continue Reading “Scars”