Friday, June 14, 2013

Dark Domination

the flickers of light like pixies
dancing against the shadows
implements and toys hanging like respectable soldiers
Her hand lightly caresses the intimidating tools
absorbing their scent and texture
She is reminded of the tears they have brought forth
and the scars they have left behind
the tinkering of the harsh steel
and clicking of Her heels
sending jolts up his spine
in the dimly lit corner
he is standing,
left alone to prepare for Her inspection
knowing he soon will be in such compromise
and no longer in control of his being
body tensing
trying hard to impress
feeling his hands shaking
a slick of sweat coating his skin
his body a sacrifice
all of him for Her whims
he knows he cannot begin with Her disapproval
the motionless space
taking him to soaring heights of anticipation
the light catching Her black latex
as She draws nearer
the walls seem to fade away
feeling Her power radiate
Her wicked grin
Her piercing stare
Her demoralizing commands
evaluating every part of him
incoherant thoughts mumble impetuously in his head
spearing virtue and tears
standing before him
a pure vision of dark domination
cracking the rod
not making contact,
but allowing the sound to penetrate his mind,
watching him tremble
morally depraved
a desire to please so strong
it quivers through his veins
building into a warm ache rapidly
imbibing each sensation that is being carved into his skin

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Friday, May 24, 2013


The harsh cold hardened steel
vice-like darkly seductive,
he is reminded of his wretchedness
and devotion to Her imperious whims
the scent of his Miztress
piercing the air
 taking in Her musk
the imminence of Her wrath
responding dutifully
torturous and bare
Her searing gaze
prying for traces of feebleness
echoes of haughty laughter
raking crimson nails over quivering flesh
he is but an object of ridicule
'how pathetic you are boy'
the tumultuous stinging of her vitiating words
abrading his mind
systematically designed
to dismantle his egotistic perch
striking the first blow,
wincing, cowering
pained expressions that satisfied Her
shameless ownership for Her amusement

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Thursday, November 15, 2012

Her Delicious Intimidating Revenge

The trip was long, the thoughts of the past few months still preoccupying Her mind, running hot, burning almost as She entered the taxi. She loaded Her bag and finally settled down and began the long journey to his door. This was to be a surprize visit, one he wasn’t aware of or for that matter, wouldnt have anticipated in his wildest dreams. There was much between them unresolved. Flames still flickered beneath the surface and even though they hadn’t spoken for quite some time, there was always something there that kept reminding Her.

The taxi driver was a polite handsome man in his prime and was attempting to make small talk which didn’t interest Her. There was a scene replying in Her head that needed Her attention and distractions like these were not welcomed. “I’ve had quite a long arduous trip” She said.. “And im looking forward to rest & sleep. I assume I can count on you to get us there safely and in one piece? Yes?” he peered at Her in the rear view mirror. A raven haired beauty with a mouth. Somehow something was telling him She wasn’t on her way to rest. Her beautiful finely sculptured face spoke volumes and seemed to be far away. He nodded quickly and took that as a direct request to shut the hell up. Which he did promptly.

She sank back into the seat, a long sigh escaping her lips, closing Her eyes and letting Her mind drift. Everything She needed was neatly packed away and just to make sure She began a mental note if there was anything else She missed. Then his smiling face appeared. The same smiling face She saw on his face the last She saw of him, seering into Her. She quickly brushed it away. She wasn’t here for any loving reunion or convincing. As drastic as it sounded, Her mission was to remind him of a few things She thought he needed to be reminded of then get the hell out of there fast.

Nothing was amiss. She prided herself on Her meticulous and calculated planning of this day, months ago. No one in their right mind got off treating Her like a discardable pawn, one to be strung along till something more convenient came along and being the last to find out. NO ONE. Finally all the pieces clicked together. Did he not have the slightest idea who he was playing with? This was a fiery hot-blooded woman who had the most heart-felt sincerest devotion even though 1000’s of miles came between them. Who loved him in a strange obsessive way, utterly, complete, mind-blowing in every sense and in a way no one ever made her feel for a long time. He slowly became part of Her. Her thoughts and desires were for him alone, and oh how it ached.

Snapping to attention, She straightened up and checked Her reflection. She had to appear normal. Nothing must give away Her inner turmoil. She pulled out her vanity purse and began to freshen up, dusting Her flushed cheeks and reapplying Her red gloss, then checked again and secretly smirked to Herself. He doesn’t have the faintest idea does he? A remark She constantly reminded herself of that fed the scene in Her mind. This day was to become Her moment to relish in and it was drawing close.

Oh but wait.. She did need something..

Motioning to the taxi driver, She requested he stop at the nearest shop before the destination to purchase Her ‘ticket’ Her ‘Trojan horse’ offering. Well, she had to appear friendly and delight him with something before he invited Her inside. “the nearest township is about 10 mins away Miss” said the driver. Hmmm ok. Now what do I get him? She thought to herself. She didn’t want to appear too keen or too casual, even if this was the first time She was to meet him She wanted him to think She was thoughtful and kind and pleased to see him. Perhaps a small useful souvenir will do nicely.

They finally arrived and the driver stopped. It was a lovely quaint town which offered a lot and She had fun browsing making the choice hard, finally selecting a delicious compilation of subtle erotic poetry and a bookmark he’d be sure to love. Smiling, She got back in the cab and the driver sped away. “not long to go now Miss, we should be there in no time” "thank you driver" She was in a good mood, even if She was a little nervous…

It was still morning when they arrived. The sun was shining the beginning of a pleasant day it seemed and She hoped She would spot him outside instead of having to knock at his door. Yes! How much more surprising would that be She smugly thought to catch him unawares. Turning off the main road, they finally came to a stop. Her heart was beating fast as She fumbled for her purse, her eyes darting everywhere. She paid the driver and retreived her bag from the boot compartment and slowly began the few steps to his door. She prided in the fact She was dressed and groomed well, with tailored jacket and long skirt with adjustable thigh high boots that hid her surprize latex undergarments well and to top it off, a sexy black cap that when she lowered her head, would shield her eyes. It was time!

She took a deep breath and checked Herself again and knocked on the door. There was no turning back now.

He opened it and stared for a moment at the woman before him…

"Hello dear" She managed, as he continued to stare, finally clicking on hearing Her accent and almost falling over himself and turning a bright shade of red in the process. He mumbled a slight hello back and couldn’t believe what he was seeing. OMG!!! What was She doing here?? “how are you dear?” She said looking at him straight in the eye relishing in his reaction. He was dumbfounded, yet his dream was unfolding before him. The woman he once loved and cherished but lost was standing before him. Was he dreaming?? He reached out and hugged Her tightly and invited Her in, little did he know what She had in store underneath Her cool exterior.

"Did you miss me dear?" She asked him as She was being led to his spacious lounge room and offered a seat and a cup of tea. "Its so very good to see you and you look fabulously sexy" he muttered and settled Her before disappearing into the kitchen, nerves apparent. He came back a few moments later with a tray of goodies for them and sat down beside Her. The closeness was both exhilarating and disturbing for Her. All those months of turbulent emotions were coming to the surface and She couldn’t hold it in much longer. The small talk felt out of place between them considering the fire they both had inside for one another at one time. Still, She kept Her composure and engaged in pleasantaries.

"Oh I have a little something for you dear I hope you like it". She got up and headed for Her bag which She placed on the side table and immediately felt his eyes on Her. She knew this and made an effort to tease him slightly by bending down turning around to watch him before reaching into Her bag and grabbing his gift.

He shifted. That brief, seductive vision of Her playing in his mind and found himself unable to sit still. “There you go dear, a little something for a lovely bedtime read“. “Oh thank you very much” he said. He was delighted even though he was flustered by Her presence. She sat watching him open it with slightly trembling hands and thought to herself how splendid it was he found Her appealing even though he was oblivious to what was about to unleash.

The cat was about to pounce. She couldn’t hold it any longer...

"So, did you think you would never see me again?" She blurted, forcing him into silence. He looked at Her with surprize and embaressment. She welcomed the look, in fact, she wanted him right where he couldn’t talk back but just listen to the months of past agony pour out, where She would at the slightest of protest from him, shoot him down and make him think twice about what he would say. She continued. "I loved you and would have done anything to be with you, but you had different ideas, you chose a slut over Me. A slut who would gloat over her supposed victory over having you and getting rid of Me, a slut you were content with receiving sloppy seconds from, you disgust Me boy and I thought I knew you, how wrong I was. Im glad ive woken up, you are scum hunny, there I said it! You don’t know the true meaning of what it is to love someone, you threw away everything instead of listening to your heart, you are nothing but a dirty filthy cunt."

She was raging by this time and all he could do was hang his head in shame, afraid to talk back even tho he wanted to tell Her he still loved her, still was the one for him, still had Her under his skin and thought of Her constantly, and yes, She was right of course with all the rest.

She stood up and looked down upon him. "Im here dear to show you what you have missed out on and what you’ll never get to have EVER. Just a little reminder of me to instill in that head of yours and torment you when I leave". It was time for him to discover his fate, what her true intentions were and his fate lay in the secrets Her bag held.

"Stand up and remove your jeans" she demanded "pulled down just enough for me to see your filthy cock not all the way". She wanted an eye on his cock at all times as She was about to do the most vile things to him. Shocked and stunned, he complied, slowly unbuttoning his jeans and sliding them down whilst She grabbed her bag of goodies and pulled out a set of metal handcuffs, handcuffing his hands behind his back and ordering him to kneel on the floor, hissing voraciously into his ear "This is to ensure you don’t get any filthy ideas dearest and trust me you wouldn’t want to". She had him right where She wanted him. It was playtime now. He was about to experience the pent up anger She was about to unleash and my, what fun She had in store.

Stepping back, She removed her skirt and jacket and delighted in his gasping reaction. Her black latex catsuit fit her like a glove and accentuated her curves well. Her generous bust thrust forward through the holes the top half provided and her boots made her feel like She was towering over him. Ordering him up, She instructed him to lead her to his bedroom. She wanted the intimate feel of where he spends his time with her to become Her territory for now.

Entering the bedroom, She immediately was engrossed with the repungnant visuals of their secret trysts. Eyeing the bed, She envisioned the way he made her his plaything, oblivious to any pain She must be feeling, totally absorbed in his own pleasures without a care. She wanted to make him Her whore for now, to degrade and reduce his pompous male ego to a shred. She wanted him on display, flayed, and getting a taste of what Her emotions felt like, raw and exposed, vulnerable and bruised.

"On your knees boy, facing me", she sneered. She stood over him looking down at the pathetic figure before her, almost feeling sorry for him but instead sniggering at his predicament. He looked up at Her, her breasts a frame for Her menacing stare as She caught him gawking. Bending down cupping his chin in her hand, she breathed ‘disrespectful boys need to be taught advertency to ones emotions.’ "Nod if you understand this boy". He nodded slightly, head bowed and immediately felt Her harsh slap across his cheek. ‘What utter nonsense boy, I do not appreciate being made a fool of’ She jeered. Seating herself in the armchair in the corner, She motioned for him to crawl over to Her on his knees. Inching his way, with his erect cock swaying, his eyes feasted upon Her sleek black latex curves, watching Her sit seductively, bust thrust forward, a sculptured form of pure intimidation, kneeling inches away from Her crossed intimidating boots.

She looked down and derided at his plight, repulsed & delighted at his inability to control his impulsions. ‘aww look at the filthy little slut’ she hissed, pressing Her boot into his face "we have to do something about that, dont we little boycunt". She reached for Her bag of goodies and produced a flexible riding crop and a thick brutal black cock and strapped it on, slowly smirking to Herself as She waved it in his face. “Have a look at what I have for you to feast upon boy’ She said stoking it with one hand whilst grabbing his hair with the other and pushing his mouth down onto Her. She flicked it over his lips smacking him, forcing him to swallow Her thick head almost choking him.

Laying back in Her chair, She spread Her latex clad thighs, striking him with Her crop, taunting him "open up now and show me how much you desire to suck on a real cock. I want to see enthusiasm and how much my whorecunt can devour. Dont you agree I have been very generous boy?" Forced to swallow Her cock whole, She repeatedly rammed the back of his throat, while he continued to show his cocksucking prowness, stopping to humiliate him further by cockwhipping his slimey spit covered face. His weeping stiff cock was in agony.

Ordering him up and generously removing his handcuffs, She took his wet face in Her palm and kissed him softly, whispering 'Her huge rubber cock was eager to enter his wide horny hole and savagely splice open his tight pucker'. His cock leapt with Her words. The throbbing almost pushed him past the edge. He knew he had to have control or face the wrath of this demanding beautiful tyrant.

"Over by the bed and assume position on your hands and knees boy" She ordered he turn and look at Her waving Her cock, building the intense anticipation of what he was about to endure, pulling his head back and sneering at him. "Is this how you fuck her?" "Does she moan for you?" Positioning Her thick cock against his taunt resisting sluthole She began pushing the wide lubeless cockhead inside, tearing past his tight sphincter, soaking in his yelling cursing and deep groans.

His sweet ass was Hers now, fucking it repeatedly, his whining divine, bucking hard against Her, his rock hard cock was in agony and about to explode. The little slut was about to cop a mouthful of Her cum. This made him grab his cheeks and spread them wider for Her, as She thrust into him again and again. "oh look at the skanky whore. Where's that cock at cunt?.. scream it loud for me, tell me wheres that cock at?" "up my slutty cunt" he squeeled. She delighted at hearing his pathetic whining, pulling out and cumming *spitting* onto his face and into his open mouth, stuffing Her cock deep down his throat and allowing him to taste and savour the ass coated cock.

She decided to reward Her bitch with a nice ass-phyxiating smothering. All that brutal fucking had exhusted Her and She needed a cigarette. Unzipping Her latex and perching Her rounded ass on his face, She lit up, while he inhaled and got high on Her sweet aroma, smearing Her steamy butthole all over him.

Dazed and still partly in shock, he watched Her dress and pack away Her tools and calmly call a cab. Her anger was still simmering and She wasnt the slightest bit interested in hearing him complain or beg for her forgivesness. She came, She conquered and in the same manner swiftly got the hell out of there, leaving him with his mixed up thoughts, a throbbing rock hard cock and lots to clean up.

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Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Waiting For Her Command

the exuding acridity staining the mindscape
catching Her seering stare
silently bewildered drawing in soft breath
knowing only self sacrifice and servitude
feeding from Her with starving devotion
tumultuous, ravenous soaked to the skin
saturated by a stern rain of tears
Futile, he realizes,
he will soon have his mind and body in such compromise
tensing, holding of breath
he feels Her searching for a single trace of weakness
pulling his thoughts to Her
Her smirk slowly forming a wicked grin
closing in,
sustaining piercing eye contact
the sway of full hips against the tautness of Her latex
the bounce of Her generous breast
Her heels, so erotic
and those red stained lips, oh those lips
parting ever so lusciously,
waiting for Her command

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Friday, June 22, 2012

dont look for mr perfect- create him!

Many women are just too picky when it comes to their choice of a life partner.. we want a man of our dreams.. good looking, charming, considerate, loving, respectful.. and who are we to blame ourselves? we are fed a constant diet of Hollywood romances in which the actors have had powder dusted on their blemishes.. the plot always has them coming together so perfectly.. and the ending has them always living happily ever after and to top it all off.. they always seem to arouse our melancholy romantic mood with soft stirring background music.. rather than holding out for a perfect romantic fantasy.. we should be settling for a ' Mr Good Enough '
So if you really want to be happy you need a decent sense of reality..

But 'settling' ooowah... not that dreaded word.. the word 'settling' resounds with 'less' doesnt it? and who wants to be viewed as less right? we all have got some good and not so good habits.. the very nature of this life is that everything comes in polarities.. you know.. the up/downs.. in/outs.. male/female.. and everyone possesses the positive/negatives in one form or another.. you cannot avoid unpleasant characteristics.. it all makes up the type of people we are..
However, settling for less demeans the 'settlee' and drags down the 'settler' so viewing your partner for less is hardly going to enhance or improve your relationship..

In fact.. words are terribly important.. language is actually the one thing we use to define our experiences.. we name and describe our experiences in words.. we respond to our words with feelings.. and then we act out our feelings in our lives..
So since words are the foundations of our experiences.. it makes alot of sense to use them purposefully.. you cant very well go around saying.. "I feel awful".. "Nothing good ever happens to me" .. and expect to feel fabulous.. youve got to be conscious about what your saying and use the words you'd like to experience.. this is not some inspiring idea called 'positive thinking' .. no.. its just plain common sense..

Heres a good one.. "I need love".. ok.. we ALL need love.. its a basic human pre-requisite for blossoming.. but if we've got an "I need love" inhibit going on in the backs of our minds.. we are setting ourselves up for misery.. "I choose love".. "I desire love".. re-design your own statement and pay attention to the feeling it creates..

So if words have such an important bearing on our attitudes and experiences.. the way we think about our partners is significant.. to be honest i wouldn't like to be with someone who 'settled' for me.. the negative connocations are fashioned both ways right?.. the fact is when we dont think we're worth much.. we dont deserve much.. so we are unlikely to attract a really warm mate..

I believe the 'blues' are really gifts wrapped in paper.. if we can peel the deceptive wrapper away.. underneath lies the gift... heres how language comes into it.. changing "Im sick of this" into "I deserve better".. your self talk changes so does your self image and self esteem.. you practically coach yourself into a new headspace.. instead of 'settling' try 'choosing' it gives way to a much better feeling.. so hanging out for Mr Right isnt the smartest of moves.. the purpose of a healthy relationship is not nesassarily happiness but one of growth.. and while i agree that the 'perfect' partner is a myth.. i dont believe in giving up on our dreams either.. instead try immersing yourself with your partner until he is the ideal man of your dreams..

The whole point of a relationship is to hook up with someone who 'gets' you and is wonderful.. someone who values enough of the same things as you so that you are heading in the same direction.. usually when we do.. we dont notice the imperfections.. however that person will almost always value things directly opposite to what you do.. and thats where the growth comes into it..

I assume that if you were to sit down and make a list of all the pros and cons.. you'd find plenty to appreciate.. and also plenty of opportunity for growth.. so forget about the Mr Perfect concept.. its an illusion.. forget also about 'settling' thats just demeaning to both of you.. instead consider purposively co-creating your relationship.. tackle the undesireables.. plunge into honesty and open communication.. take responsibility for being the person you want to be in your life.. instead of wishing and hoping he changes.. YOU change..

This sort of address can be quite messy and uncomfy and things dont nesassarily change overnight.. but when they do its amazing ! in the midst of all the wonderment we are always dealing with the next challenge.. but hey .. thats life.. its all about growth and development.. we are not robots manufactured in some factory waiting to be programmed.. we are living.. breathing.. human beings who deserve to be respected.. loved and challenged.. anything can be transformed.. from a lil irritating habit to a relationship breakdown.. so long as we are willing to be open .. good listeners and observers.. and appreciative of ourselves and our mates..
I believe we all choose the journey that offers us the most growth.. so dont settle.. instead.. embrace the paper parcels and start unwrapping..


Saturday, May 12, 2012

Re-Working Your Break-Up

When you are faced with problems in your relationship, it would be easy to walk away and let it fail, while it is harder to stay and work it through. When you are faced with these issues, to keep it in perspective, think of the way you felt when you first met and the reason you fell in love. Remember the good and the bad times you shared, and what makes it worth it.

You know that it takes two to tango, and this applies to your relationship as well. An effort from only one party is not going to prove to be successful.

Many relationships fail for a number of reasons here are a few of the common ones:

· High expectations generally happen when entering a relationship viewing everything through rose-colored glasses/spectacles. When these expectations are not met disappointment and frustration soon follow.

· Financial issues are not taboo between couples. A household budget should be discussed early so you know what is expected of you. It is important to speak up about money issues when they first arise, and not scream about it when you both are angry.

· Manage your stress. Recognize what stresses you both out and do whatever you can to not fall prey. Too much stress can hamper one’s ability to think and respond properly.

· Compromise and do things as a couple. Go to a football match with him and take her shopping, or go on holiday together. Don’t be afraid to speak up and tell your significant other what you want and need. No offence to you guys, but you don’t take hints well, so learn to LISTEN, not just hear! Part of listening also involves not get defensive when she speaks to you, be genuine, compassionate, understanding and sincere.

· Spice up your relationship and go out and have a night on the town together. Bring home flowers and chocolates for no particular reason. Apologize if you have done something to upset her, and surprise her with something that she’s been wanting but do it for “no reason whatsoever” not because it’s her birthday or Valentine’s day.

Both of you have to be willing to make this relationship work. Don’t scream, argue and curse, rather sit down, call a meeting and be reasonable and logical about it. Try not to get too emotional, speak calmly when you say what you have to say.

There are an abundance of tips that can save your relationship, but like with all advice, it may not work in all situations. An understanding of your partner and what your relationship requires can provide you with what you need.

About The Author:
Oprah Love Expert Michael Webb is the founder of "Getting Her Back... for Good" and has taught 1000s of men all over the world how to recover their lost love. He details his steps and valuable advice at Getting Her Back.

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Thursday, May 10, 2012

Looking Into The Mirror Of Your Relationship

Everyone, sometime in their life has been disappointed in love. Breaking up is hard to go through, especially if you are not ready for it. If, after a breakup, you realize you still want your ex back, you need to be proactive about it. In order to do so, you need to reflect back on your relationship and try and understand where it went wrong.

Generally speaking, most relationships follow a predictable pattern. There is the honeymoon period where you first meet someone and everything is wonderful and new. They can do no wrong and you can do no wrong in their eyes. The sex is fantastic, the chemistry electric but after while, this starts to feel more comfortable rather than exciting. You start to adjust to one another, make compromises, and at this point, the relationship changes again. I call this the “establishment” period. At this point, cohabitation often occurs, a little “nesting” starts to rear its head and “she” and “he” become “we”.

A little further down the line comes the “disenchantment” stage where suddenly the little quirks that amused you and you were willing to overlook now start to bother you and in fact, often become the “bone of contention” as a means to “pick a fight”. This is the true test of a relationship and it is this particular phase of the relationship that you need to reflect upon. If you believe you can save your relationship after this deep reflection then you need to do the following:

1. Apologize!

So many “fools of love” out there say, “treat em mean, keeps em keen” and they are so far off the beaten track that they will never find their way on the path to true love. It takes strength of character and great sacrifice to apologize particularly if you do not believe you were in the wrong. However, sometimes it really is worth “losing a battle to win a war”. Once you have taken this first step, the rest is not that difficult to follow. Remember, it takes two people to have a successful relationship and knowing exactly what to apologize for is crucial.

2. Talking things through, face to face

Invite your ex to meet you at a time and place convenient for you both where you can sit down and talk. The idea is to be quietly assertive, not forceful, but intent enough to get her to agree to meet you face to face. You both need to chat about the issues objectively, without blame and maturely. If necessary, suggest couple counseling with a therapist so she can see that you are serious in your quest.

3. Give her some time and space – don’t pressurize her

This is probably one of the hardest things to do but by allowing your ex space not only gives her a chance to calm down and reflect, but also to miss you and it is true that as time passes, one only remembers the good times. By allowing a little time to pass, takes the heat of the anger out of the equation and emotions to settle into places of calm. This can only work in your favor.

4. Treat her like a lady

This doesn’t necessarily mean that you need to take her on a triple Treat of Champagne Breakfast, Balloon and Boat Ride but it does mean you need to do things differently! She is the most important person on earth to you; show her this in your actions, not only in your words!

About The Author:
Oprah Love Expert Michael Webb is the founder of "Getting Her Back... for Good" and has taught 1000s of men all over the world how to recover their lost love. He details his steps and valuable advice at Getting Her Back

Does wanting her back seem hopeless? What is the best way to get her back?

Friday, May 4, 2012

Re-Invent Yourself

You’ve broken up with your ex and are either single or with someone new but you know you jumped back into the dating pool too soon. You realize this was a rebound knee-jerk reaction and what’s worse, you can’t get your ex out of your mind. You want her back and you want her back for good! Stick around because not only will I tell you how you can get her back, but how you can improve on your own life and self-image at the same time.

We all know men and women are wired differently – “Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus right?”. But what if you could rewire yourself, both physically as well as emotionally! You can and whilst you may not wake up tomorrow a totally new person both physically and emotionally (believe me it doesn’t even happen overnight on those reality television shows), the first step in reinventing yourself to win her back is to START living the life you want to live and being the person you and SHE want you to be.

It can’t be that difficult or too far a reach or disconnect or else she wouldn’t have dated you in the first place right? We are all primed from early childhood, allocated labels, “athletic”, “academic”, “artistic” etc but often these labels are self-fulfilling prophecies that create our identity as opposed to shaping our identity.

Despite the fact that your breakup with your ex might have been the catalyst for your desire to change, self-actualization, or becoming who you need to be is part of life’s evolution. With evolution, your needs change, you acquire wisdom and experience and now you have reached a stage where you need to try something different. You may want to explore a new career, move to a different location, explore other activities and behaviors. In fact, this could also be the reason your relationship with your ex back-fired. Neither of you were getting what you needed. Perhaps she felt unappreciated or bored, and perhaps you found excuses to be away from home. However, the breakup between the two of you is treating the symptom, not the cause.

Take the next couple of days to make a list of all the positive and negative factors in your relationship but at the same time, look after yourself by eating healthily, exercising and getting enough sleep. This time apart allows you to reassess your life, and your possible life together with your ex, objectively. By the time you meet up with your ex she will already begin to see the ‘new emerging you’; and might possibly be inspired to join you. Whatever the situation, it is important to remember that you’re not stuck with who you were in the past. We often feel like who or what we aspire to be has to "make sense." But we're always growing, and taking a leap into a new life is exciting and even better with your ex by your side. It starts off as small steps and it was Confucius who said: “A journey of a thousand miles starts with the first step,” and so to reinvent yourself and your relationship, it’s often the little things that are the first step.

About The Author:
Oprah Love Expert Michael Webb is the founder of "Getting Her Back... for Good" and has taught 1000s of men all over the world how to recover their lost love. He details his steps and valuable advice at Getting Her Back