When I was a little kid and I didn’t finish my supper, my mother would tell me that there were poor children in Europe who would be very happy to eat the food I left on my plate. I was a bit of a wiseguy and my usual reply was why don’t we mail these leftovers to them? That invariably earned me a dirty look.
I think parents everywhere use comparisons like this to inspire gratitude in their kids. I’ve been very lucky from the first day of my life. I had two parents, plenty of food, good schools, and everything else a kid could ever want. You may be wondering what this all has to do with with male chastity or domestic discipline. The answer is simple: absolutely nothing.
Lately I’ve been wallowing in worry in anticipation of my upcoming surgery. I’ve had a chance to think about it during this business trip. I realized that absolutely everything about my life, save the rotator cuff injury, is exactly what I’ve always wanted. How many people can say that?
I have a wife who is willing to try anything I suggest. She loves me enough to put my happiness before her own. She’s the best thing that has ever happened to me. As they say on TV, that’s not all. I’ve got the job I always dreamed of. I am a very happy lion.
That doesn’t mean that things are always easy or straightforward. We’ve both had to endure hardships of various sorts and every one we’ve conquered has brought us closer together. I admit that I am a glass-half-full kind of guy. Mrs. Lion is a bit more pessimistic. We balance each other nicely.
I’m not trying to jinx things by bragging about our perfect life. If you are in so inclined, I’m sure you could find many reasons why things are quite miserable for us. I’m convinced that a positive point of view creates positive changes. A negative point of view, pretty well assures success will be hard to find.
I believe that what success we have at male chastity and domestic discipline is the direct result of our mutual commitment to make anything we start work. Mrs. Lion, when I come up with a new idea, will generally agree to follow it until I get tired of it or we both decide doesn’t work. Of course, if it does work we are both happy. The point is that she’s willing to go along until either I realize I made a mistake.
In the case of chastity, and even more so, domestic discipline, she was sure she would never like either. But, she was determined to continue as long as I wanted it. Lo and behold, over time, Mrs. Lion not only accepted but actually learned to like both practices. I’m not saying that if I really wanted to stop, she would force me to continue. But I am very sure that if I want to stop it will take more than a simple request for it to happen.
We’ve lived through all sorts of situations – good and bad – to prove that both male chastity and domestic discipline work for us. In our case that cliché, “be careful what you wish for…” Is absolutely false. I feel like Charlie from “Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory”. When Willy Wonka asked him, “Charlie, do you know what happened to the man got everything he ever wanted? He lived happily ever after.” I think I’m Charlie.