Does love work in extremes? I venture to say probably not, but maybe so. Lol. Just depends on the two people involved. My last boyfriend never told me he loved me. Brad told me all day long, every day. Neither was exactly satisfying.
I like words, but I also want to be shown through actions I am loved. I want to be bombarded with so many demonstrations of love that I’m thrown into the unfortunate position of being an ungrateful bitch*. That’s how much love I want. I want to be completely overwhelmed. Words are nice. Words are great. I use them all the time, but they need to be just the lettering on the cake that is a 5 tiered decadence of over the top displays of love. Words are simply not enough.
I’ve had a few clients over the last few weeks that seem to maybe have tight sphincter issues. Now. This is not necessarily a difficult problem. Sphincter exercises can be quite enjoyable. Start with a pinkie and move up to larger and larger and larger diameters to allow the muscles to feel comfortable stretched out. Reconditioning them to expand and contract as they normally should and would given the chance.
These people seem to be of the same ilk too; of a very regimented and pragmatic sort. Which is all well and fine; but the correlation seems funny to me. Like they are holding on so tight to life; to maintain control that it literally tightens their ass muscles. Gives a whole new meaning to “puckered ass”. Lol
I was so close today to mentioning it, but since I don’t do physical exams and I am not a doctor there are limits even for unfiltered me. I stopped myself before I asked my client if they happen to like anal. The topic has come up before, not started by me ever though, and I want to keep it that way. I’m not a physical therapist. I’m not a psychologist. I’m just a girl that washes people’s asses out and tries to help them sort out why they got to me to begin with (when needed).
Some people are easy. Some people are not so much. But I truly do appreciate them all; whatever their dilemmas are. We are all complicated creatures in our own right; each and every one of us…..
*No. I’m JK. I hope I can be ever humble, gracious and grateful of course. 😉