I am not happy with myself right now. I am on very close to even hating who I am at the moment. I feel very alone and without local support, so I thought I'd post something here to vent a little. I hope you don't mind.
I really hate myself right now for not being able to be me. I had to lay-off 22 people today. I wish I had a choice but I had to call them in one at a time, along with their managers, and tell them that the company was restructuring and that they would be with us until the end of January next year, if they signed on the line. I hated doing that to these fine people and their families.
What's worse is that I wanted to be empathetic, but I couldn't. I wanted to reach out and give them a hug, but I am not allowed to. I wanted to show them that I can be sensitive in more than the cold, but supportive, corporate way. I wanted to put down the facade for just a moment to show them that I am no different. Then I started to feel anxious.
I was talking to them and feeling that they could see right through me. I started to worry that they could sense who I really was. That they could see me as the big wimp that I am when I am alone. The big wimp who paid a prostitute $500+ to be his mommy for a night just a few weeks ago. The one who can't have a real relationship because he is too ashamed of his diaper fetish and sissy side to admit it to anyone who cares about him. The idiot who puts on the macho show for his girlfriends when he really just wants to be a submissive little diaper boy or girl. I thought about how alone I am, and how these fine people probably hated me right now. I was afraid of what they would tell their spouses about me. Did they know who I really was? Could they sense it? Could they see it in my eyes or hear it in the words I chose?
I am ashamed of myself right now. I have tried so hard to give up being a sissy. I have thrown away the diapers and panties that I went through great lengths to get online without anyone knowing. The ones that I have hidden in secret places in my house and fear that someone will find. I am ashamed that I thought about the size of an employee's penis while I was talking to him in the conference room. I am ashamed that I left early and got dressed up to jerk off in my pink rhumba panties, but I can't seem to concentrate or even get myself excited. I am ashamed that I look like a sissy right now and that I am not a real man.
I am feeling very sorry for myself.
The only thing I really want right now is for someone to understand me, and instead I am here in the most shameful clothes, wearing the most embarrassing outfit, but wanting someone to burst in right now to catch me this way. I just want to feel good again, but instead I feel alone and I feel like the biggest loser on earth.
Thanks for letting me vent. I'm sure this will pass soon.
Take care! Doug.