When Chaos Reigns

I’m not good with chaos. Okay, that’s not true. Sometimes I flourish in it. But right now? Not so much.

John Brownstone is siiiiiiiick. Again. He’s slept the past few days and basically just tried to weather it. Yes, he’s been to the doctor. She told him to give it a day or two before taking antibiotics because he might not need them.

This means that I’ve been the best submissive I can be – bullying him into taking his medicine, throwing food and water at him, and “forcing” him to take it easy. All in the name of taking care of him. I may or may not have asked a sick man to write a blog post for Loving BDSM this week, too. Yeah, I’m that person…

At the same time (because of course), we’re dealing with a kinky crisis that I’m not ready to talk about in detail yet, but let’s just say there’s been an outing of sorts. We’ve had to deal with accusations and cowardice from others, and go into planning mode. We’ve had multiple conversations about our worst case scenarios. No job. No kids. What if the worst we can imagine happens? I’m not sure it’ll go that way, but we’re the hope for the best, prepare for the worst kind.

I’ve stayed calm in the face of things, desperately ignoring the swirling of my mind. He’s slept since it happened because this, whatever it is, kicked his butt. He’s had to deal with the bad tapes from previous times in his life, worrying that some of what he’s been made to believe about himself is true.

I’ve swallowed down my own fears and burned with righteous anger instead. Because the person who can make John Brownstone feel less than what and who he is immediately goes on my shit list. I’m ready to brawl. I’m ready to fight. I’m ready to kick ass and take names. But that’s not what we’re doing.

Yeah, it’s turmoil over here – sort of. We’re both staying level-headed and taking precautions – or trying to – at least on the outside. We’re laying low until we can talk it over with someone who can be objective, sort of to check our thinking on things. We’ve got each other’s backs, as always. I’m ready to rip the gloves off and go out swinging, snarling, and ready to kick ass, but that doesn’t mean that’s the best or right option.

So we’re here, plugging away.

And me, being me, I feel guilty for not doing more. Not catching the potential cause of our current problem sooner. Not blogging more. Not being more active on social media and talking to more people. Not trying out the growing pile of sex toys faster. Not being more. Not being enough.

Which I know is ridiculous. There’s only so much I can do, and in a time when John Brownstone is sick and we have this crazy weirdness going on, if I hid under the covers for a while, no one would blame me. Tell that to the perfectionist in my head.

I try to sit quietly with my thoughts, though, to see things as clearly as I can, and not let anxiety take over. I’ve told him we can’t go forward in fear. We can’t react in fear. We have to try to take a measured approach and realize that we’ve survived some tough as hell moments already – we’ll get through this too.

Chaos is reigning right now, but eventually it’ll settle down. Hopefully we won’t be worse for it when it does.

About the author

Kayla Lords

I am a sex blogger, podcaster, freelance writer, international speaker, kink educator, and all-around kinky woman. You can find me online sharing my innermost sexual thoughts and experiences, teaching other bloggers how to make money writing about sex, and helping kinksters have happy healthy BDSM relationships. I'm also a masochistic babygirl submissive with an amazing and sadistic Daddy Dom and business partner, John Brownstone. Welcome to my kinky corner of the internet!


  • I’m sorry to hear this.
    You seem like you are handling the best you can in the meantime.
    As far as what you “should” be doing – I like this saying: “You are enough”.

  • Such a trying time for you both. Sir sick and too much going on. My thoughts and prayers are with you both from this side of the pond. xxxhugs to you both

  • Aww hang in there. I’ve been outed before and it sucks. It didn’t go as badly as it could’ve but I lost respect for the person (what little I had) and the way they did it. Be strong and don’t beat yourself up. Your both awesome. Feel better soon, John!

    • I’m hoping this becomes a nothing thing but it has made us evaluate how out we want to be and whether we really can handle the worst. (The answer is yes to that last part lol).

      Yeah, no respect for people who out others intentionally. Not okay.

  • Sorry to hear you both are having a difficult time right now. Hoping for a quick, quiet resolution to the problem and you both come out on the other side stronger and better off. Also boo to whom ever or what ever is causing either of you to feel like you are not enough. You both are awesome, caring, wonderful people. Hugs for you both.

    • Awww, thank you. Things are quiet right now. My optimistic side thinks that may be a good sign but my cynical side is thinking, “Batten down the hatches!” 🙂

  • I hope that John Feels better soon and that your concerns that you are dealing with your able to work them out.

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