Diomita Maurer’s Blog

So I sit here in Yasminia on the small island with the yellow anchor, settings to sundown, listening to the music chanel that Yasmin as chosen and look at Yasmin’s house, the lighthouse, the tree with the pixies. I feel strange beyond all the support and love I expierenced yesterday and today. The collar around my neck is off. Strange my collar is off, Yasmin is wearing a collar now.

So I sit here in Yasminia at the edge of a different SL for me and my family. My view goes over to the house and memories come alive, pictures, scenes, beloved people who left. What did I do? Why? I had crying attacks today. Shall I really write about this? Is this my way to get it off my chest? Do I need to justify? My collar lays in Goddess’ lil skybox on the table. A piece of steel that companied me as a part of my avatar and my SL for 39 months.

I had a great time as Yas’ Enforcer. Goddess reputation, my sisters, her family, the innumerable friends were base of my SL and helped me to become what I am here. All gone now? ‘Life is a bitch’ is one of Goddess’ (now Yasmin for me) most favorite sayings. Moments can’t be held forever, people change, preferences change. Our yearning for new kinks, for progress, for fun and for love keeps us going and moving on. Life is a bitch, everything changes with time. Over the last couple of months I began to question my role in Yasmin’s family. My SL went well, hers went well as she said but they went parallel. Different timezone and RL did add to it. To make it very clear for everyone: It is not Yasmin’s fault, nor is it mine, nor anyone’s else!
My decision to ask for release was facing reality as it is and when I did ask Yasmin expected it. I felt that she was prepared for it. It might be our both fault not having talked earlier.

So I sit here in Yasmina very thankful for what the Eurobrats and I had. Thankful for the respect and dignity with which we ended one chapter and began a new one for both of us, for both families which are and will stay connected. No bad word, no reproaches but sort of mutual understanding that Life is a bitch.

So I sit here in Yasminia my thoughts go back over these 39 months…. Stonehaven, Samatha, Mises West, Rivers Rock, Bratz Club, Teyonas, rabea, Yasminia, Caer Heartsdale, the patio in SH.. the deck at Yasminia, Hotel California, my wedding, Chez Maurer, Yar, Jill, Valerie, the new Yasminia, the pool area, Greedy, the clock with the falling numbers….hundreds, thousands of pictures spring alive. Innumerable family charts still on my harddrive – and now a families chart with 2 families on it.
Thank you for our path together, Yasmin. Thank you for all you provided for me and Jenny and for our subs. I hope and I am confident that our way is not finished but just got a new direction .. and moving on as sisters.

I’ve once been told that my loyality and devotion to Yasmin is undyable. And so I sit here in Yasminia and realize that it is still there, maybe the emphasis has changed. My thankfullness, my love and my trust in my sister is undyable.

I love you Yasmin
Diomita
August 8th, 2011