Late Night Revelations

I've been the bartender at this dive bar for over a year now. It's where I hide from myself and pretend I have it all figured out. Last week, everything changed. I had to call in sick one night because I couldn't face the reality of my life anymore. In my room that evening, after too many drinks, my phone rang, it was my Dominant. He always knows when something is off with me. We talked for hours about nothing and everything until he said what we both knew needed to be addressed. He's been giving me space recently because I've been pushing him away. But last night, under the influence of too much alcohol and the weight of responsibilities that seemed insurmountable, I let myself go back into his arms. We agreed it was only for this moment, to feel something real and not just pretend we're okay. Afterward, he sent me a message saying he's still here if I need him again, no strings attached. That might be all I can handle right now, accepting that my little space isn't just about escaping reality but also finding moments of genuine connection.