Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, it’s a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope, and that enables you to laugh at life’s realities.”
What would my life be without fantasies?
As long as I can remember, fantasies were part of my life. As a child I would get lost in my fantasy world while playing. As a teenager my fantasies became different, but still played a huge role.
Whether it was fantasising about a boy I fancied or a different school and group of friends. In my teen years also sexual fantasies became a thing.
I know I have written about it again and again. It were my teen years when I thought about being tied up, being submissive, being used.
Today I understand how important fantasies can be. On the one hand they give you something to escape reality for a while. Don’t we all have those “what if” moments?
But they also provide us with understanding what we might want or need. Without my fantasies about submission, I wouldn’t have found my way into d/s. I wouldn’t have been able to articulate what I’d like to try or do. And also the things I wouldn’t want to happen.
My fantasies allow me to live out a scene or moment and see how I will probably feel about it in real life.
But also in a non-sexual context. Throught fantasising something, I understood what I’d like to achieve in life. What I’d like to do as work or where I’d want to participate it.
And thinking about this blog and the stories I wrote and hopefully will write in the future, the beginning of it all were fantasies.
And every now and then it’s fantasies about what will be one day. Missing Michael is horrible and some days are extra hard. But thinking about that I will see him again and imagining how it’ll feel to be in his arms, in his use, and all the other things, helps me cope.
Fantasies are hugely important to me. And maybe, in a time like now, more than ever.