It’s a new year

The last post I made was pretty depressing...I was a little depressed about being alone...I have to admit that at midnight, when the ball dropped, I felt alone. I was with friends, but I felt so...lonely more than alone. I was watching some of my closest friends call their men and be happy and all that and I realized that all I had was them and my family...I think I may have even shed a tear...(snif...I know). But now that the bulk of emotion has passed, I'm in bed with the cat sleeping accross my legs, I feel okay. I know I'm going to have a good year, that I'm going to grow as a woman, as a Domme, as a friend and as a lover. I also feel kinda comfortable knowing that this is day uno of the No Love Policy. This is the year of me!