Is It Hard to Stay Real?

Yes. It’s fucking hard. It’s brutal. Exhausting. Lonely.

Being real - staying real - means showing up fully in everything you do.

It means dealing with people who demand your time, your care, your attention… while offering nothing back but their ego and expectations.

I never wanted to be one of those empty creators. I never wanted to post fake photos, hire chatters to impersonate me.

I could’ve done that. No emotional labor. No building. No real connection.

Just cash and silence.

But I didn’t.

I chose the harder path - the REAL one.

And is exhausting watch how little it actually matters.

I believe in meaning. I believe in connection. I believe in offering a safe space, authenticity, and a piece of myself to those who serve me. And that part right there: giving a piece of myself - That’s what makes this hurt. Because no one seems to understand the real cost.

You say you want a “real” Domme. But you treat her like a free fantasy machine. You want real, but you bring nothing. And all this makes me reflect on the ones who don’t bother to be real.

I have a friend, very good friend, in the FemDom space. She runs a profile on well known platform. She doesn’t talk to her subs. She has chatters, some team of dudes in India responding to messages while she’s off doing whatever. She doesn’t deal with tech. She doesn’t carry anyone emotionally. She doesn’t even know her audience exists - never spoke to them.

When I told her today that i spent neerly 100 hours on 2 chapters of my new project she laught in my face - that's not new, she laugh anytime i share my reality with her. But today was a first day when i said: she may be right... In your eyes, we get the same credit.

We’re both called “Dommes”. We’re both seen as equals.

Being real should matter. Being invested should count. But instead, the real ones are the ones who suffer. Because the fake one doesnt give a damn shit what you saying to this dude from India which she hired to talk to you... and the dude dont give a damn either - his shifts ends in 7 minutes, then someone else takes over your chat.

I didnt chose this path because I believed in something deeper. I didn’t want to be a persona, I wanted to build a world. Not just an account, but a presence. A legacy.

And that’s what makes this harder than anything else. Because no one seems to truly understands how hard it is to reject being one of many, and fight - every single day - to be The One.

You come here and feel the urge to TELL ME how dare I put the price on application - HOW DARE YOU, to open your mouth and completelly ignoring the fact that this application form you just abonded (to share your stupid opininon with me) costs monthly twice that much?

Are we living in some kind of simulation, where reality is completelly pushed back? How about you just leave? No need to share your thoughts? Youru opinion has nothing to do with a reality... but how would you know? You have built nothing since your sandcastle when you were 5.

I’ve always been dominant. Always been a hard worker. I never thought appreciation mattered. I thought doing it right was enough. But I grew up surrounded by people who got it. We shared the same energy. We gave feedback. We respected effort. It was normal. Now?

I’ve voluntarily surrounded myself with cum-garglers nobodies who don’t know what it means to work, to earn, to give a damn about anything real. Noone seems to care about anything anymore... so why would i fight so hard for the right of keep it real?

Because being real fucking matters!

And im getting tired of all those shits i have to deal with daily just to prove it.