I love the analogy about driving nails in a board...I feel a bit like a swiss cheese at times, not only in this relationship but in general. It's true that sometimes the harm can't be undone, but you can still make the choice to live with the damage. I'm a scorpio -- loyal to death...I guess it shows occasionally

I don't find being submissive so much of an effort...it's more the getting in touch with that side of me that wants to oblige. I still haven't really found a way there yet, and in general the situation hasn't changed much.

Well, other than life decided to be a bit more unkind than usual. His father died two days ago, and he's not taking it well...not that you can take something like that well. It's really strange, I've known him for...sheesh, about 10 years by now, and I've only seen him cry once before. So, I'm actually all gooey at the moment, and trying to be as supportive as I can be -- and it seems to work, too. There's a list of maybe five things that I find more important than restoring my sexlife, and that's apparently one of them.

Seriously, we may not always work out well together in the love-partner department, but we always work out in the friendship department. That's something I value greatly, and although it might sound a tad heartless and cold -- this episode has reminded me that there is more to this than BDSM and everthing that comes with it (or the lack thereof). At least we didn't fight for two days (woohoo, new record), and I hope that maybe when the worst bit is over for him we'll manage to carry over some of the generally more positive attitude towards each other.

Anyway, 'nuff rambled for today!