Mummy and I went to a munch last night, and it was pretty boring. There isn't much to say about it that I haven't already said before, but at least mummy was there to turn what would have been a terrible experience into something bearable.
Afterwards I got pretty discouraged about going to any more kink events. After a point, it seems reasonable to say "this clearly isn't working out" and not going anymore. Right now I feel like I'm just doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result.
Mummy and E are going to an event tomorrow night, one that is rather close to where I live, but I'm not going. There's another event later in the month that sounds like it would be nice, so I guess I'll try that.
On a more positive note, this kinda gave me the kick I needed to get re-inspired to do my transgroups Intro Nights, remembering what it's like to be new somewhere that's supposed to be a good introduction. I just hope I do a better job than these people. From what I've seen, I think I do.
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