The little girl who wants the Daddy
This is the counter to my writing “The Daddy Thing”
When I think of the little girl I have it has everything to do with emotional security. She is the part of me that needs to feel secure. Safe. Loved. Wanted. “little” isn't an age thing for me. I don't regress in age. I don't want to be treated as a child.
I don't open up. I always hold a big part of myself back. A lot of it is fear. Fear of not being taken care of. Fear of allowing myself to be vulnerable.
Vulnerablity is not something I show because it means I have opened myself up to a world of hurt if the other person decides to stomp all over it. It is easier to be stoic. To hold just enough back that I am not left completely, wholly shattered.
The little girl is what I equate to my submissive in a lot of ways. She is the “less than, not equal to” part of me. In order for that to come out I have to feel safe. Safe doesn't mean physical safety, tho that is part. It means I need to be emotionally safe. I need to be shown that my mental well being is of utmost importance...
This is relationship stuff. This is knowing I am #1. Even with all that might be going on...other people involved... whatever. Knowing that I am #1 means no secrets. Means I get to know everything...as much as you will know everything about me. My thoughts. My feelings. My hopes. My dreams. My anger. My sadness. My love. My hate.
She is pure emotional need.
Show her, the little girl...
...you want her.
…you need her.
...you cherish her.
...you are “more” than her.
...you are strong enough.
...you won't abuse her vulnerablity.
...you think she is #1.
...you love her.
In return she will show you...
...she needs you.
...she wants you.
...she serves you.
...she is “less than” you.
...she hurts for you.
...she is strong enough.
...she is vulnerable.
...she holds you as #1
...she loves you.
When I think of the little girl I have it has everything to do with emotional security. She is the part of me that needs to feel secure. Safe. Loved. Wanted. “little” isn't an age thing for me. I don't regress in age. I don't want to be treated as a child.
I don't open up. I always hold a big part of myself back. A lot of it is fear. Fear of not being taken care of. Fear of allowing myself to be vulnerable.
Vulnerablity is not something I show because it means I have opened myself up to a world of hurt if the other person decides to stomp all over it. It is easier to be stoic. To hold just enough back that I am not left completely, wholly shattered.
The little girl is what I equate to my submissive in a lot of ways. She is the “less than, not equal to” part of me. In order for that to come out I have to feel safe. Safe doesn't mean physical safety, tho that is part. It means I need to be emotionally safe. I need to be shown that my mental well being is of utmost importance...
This is relationship stuff. This is knowing I am #1. Even with all that might be going on...other people involved... whatever. Knowing that I am #1 means no secrets. Means I get to know everything...as much as you will know everything about me. My thoughts. My feelings. My hopes. My dreams. My anger. My sadness. My love. My hate.
She is pure emotional need.
Show her, the little girl...
...you want her.
…you need her.
...you cherish her.
...you are “more” than her.
...you are strong enough.
...you won't abuse her vulnerablity.
...you think she is #1.
...you love her.
In return she will show you...
...she needs you.
...she wants you.
...she serves you.
...she is “less than” you.
...she hurts for you.
...she is strong enough.
...she is vulnerable.
...she holds you as #1
...she loves you.