So, while I’m here and posting (and thinking about it), I should tell a bit about my history and why this blog is named as it is.
There’s a post below this one if you wanna read that one too. Heh.
SO! This might take a while, so you’ve been warned.
When I was about 22 years old, a friend of mine introduced me to blogging. I was hesitant at first, but after a few posts I liked the format and being able to express myself fairly anonymously on the internet. The ease of posting was extremely preferable to a traditional web page, and I liked messing with the format and making my own little layouts to go with the words I was typing.
It went on this way for quite some time, until I realized that I was actually getting regular readers. People were following my blog and were actually interested in what I had to say. My posts got more bold and eventually, I started writing sexual content on my blog.
However, within the first blog I wrote, there were just some things that I didn’t want people to read. Eventually, I bought two domain names, loaded up WordPress to the web space I was paying for monthly, and had two blogs. One was the traditional blog that had snippets of my daily life. The other was a blog appropriately named “Flipside” that contained exclusively sexual content: stories, true stories, and just thoughts on sex in general.
I really didn’t think anything would come of it. However, I still had followers at my regular blog, while my porn blog started to get at least 100 hits per day. Although it may not sound like much, with so many different porn blogs around at the time, I realized that 100 people going to my blog per day was quite a bit … not to mention the unique hits from new people finding the blog.
At the time, I was seeing a guy who was about six years younger than me. Although he was younger, he was also the first person to introduce me to the wonderful world of BDSM. (If you don’t know what that is … look it up, dear)
I started posting about our relationship. As the years went by, I fell more in love with the guy and also more in love with BDSM in general. Pain, it seemed, was the best way to get me off. Who knew?
Then, two things happened. First, my porn blog was plagiarized. This made me extremely wary of posting any new content — I didn’t like the idea that someone else was taking credit for my writing. Shortly thereafter, the guy I had been seeing for a little over three years took his own life by shooting himself in the head.
That stopped my writing entirely.
My web space and domain names ran out. Eventually, both blogs went the way of the dinosaurs. I didn’t write online for a long time — partially because someone that I looked up to at the time told me that blogging was a waste of time, and I decided to believe that person.
I started this blog when I was involved with another man from the BDSM community. We were together for three years. Two of those years were … well … without anything having to do with BDSM. Contrary to popular belief, it’s extremely hard to keep a BDSM relationship going 24-7. There were other relationship problems there as well.
So I stopped writing here, too.
For a long time, actually, if it weren’t already obvious.
And now? I don’t know. I feel like posting again. I’m not sure where the inspiration is coming from, or how long it will last. I will say that it’s nice to be writing again, even if the “porn” content will be somewhat lacking.
As for the name of this blog : I used to identify exclusively as a submissive within the context of BDSM. As time went by, however, I began to realize that I liked both sides of the coin — both the submissive side and the dominant side. It was confusing and somewhat distressing. If you identify as submissive, suddenly realizing you like BOTH makes it a bit hard to figure out who you are.
“When For Switches” sort of has a dual meaning, then. “Switches” in general are implements to cause pain to submissives. Also, a “switch” is a person who can be both submissive and dominant.
As I sit here, crazy weather going on outside, I actually wanna fuck again. After two years, it’s kinda shocking, even to me.
Here’s hoping it lasts.
