slave Millie’s birthday ❤️

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME - MY BIRTHDAY!

I don't know how to start this blog, I don't know what to say, I think I should start with a presentation about myself and tell about my tastes my interests why I decided to be a slave or when I started with my desires of submission or maybe of my life as a slave in general. But it just so happens that today is my birthday so we will leave my little presentation for later

And here we go, one more year, and here I am, sharing this very important date on the calendar:

MY BIRTHDAY.

The truth is that the previous weeks I get nervous, like when Christmas comes, and this has always happened to me, and more these last weeks that my Master has sent me four packages of gifts and I have had to wait until today to open them (I have always thought that he pampers me a lot, thank you Master), having to wait is a little torture that gives some flavour to these dates.,

My day started early in the morning when I received the video call from my Master, singing me happy birthday, (I don't know who was more excited if he to wake up and see me open my gifts or me for opening the 4 packages that I had been watching without touching for 3 weeks) I could barely open my eyes, it happens to me that when I wake up I need a moment to adapt to reality I feel half buggy or half zombie and I don't even remember my name or what I do.

It's our first birthday "together" since we met and my Master wanted to make sure it was perfect, despite the distance it was a moment in which we really felt really close and connected.

In the afternoon I shared a lunch with my brothers and while my Master was at a work dinner I bought some things that were needed at home.

At night things got a little ugly since my depressed part and my childhood traumas took control of my mind but that will be another story

In conclusion

Our birthday is to take a bath of love and to realise how much the people we love the most, appreciate, love us and take care of us.

And we don't need anything more than this.

Not thousands of applause, not thousands of likes, not thousands of followers: what we need is to know that there are people we care about.

Maybe on my next birthday I can get a cake and be able to blow a candle to make a wish, my desire is to be able to be at the feet of my Master soon and in that way fulfil my purpose of serving, pleasing and providing pleasure.