Diary of a Baby Rope Top:
Entry #5: Picking out *my* ropes
DBRT 005: The trouble with rope bottoms...

They all have lives and schedules that are different from mine! Ugh, I can understand why people give up rope when they break up with a romantic partner. It’s much easier to fit rope practice into your schedule when your bottom lives with you or is a regular part of your weekly routine. Though it still makes me sad when I see a breakup listed as a reason for cancelling a membership in the support email. Breakups suck and can rob you of so much, but…well, I’d at least like rope to be a part of my life, not exclusively a life I share with someone else. That’s a little easier said than done, at least up to this point. I haven’t carved out a sense of self in the rope world yet. I don’t really know who I am, when it comes to rope. I know who I would like to be, in some ways. Well, I know who I compare myself to. Which isn’t actually the same thing, is it?

I want to be the most acrobatic, sexy, athletic rope bottom ever! And I want to be a super awesome and intense rope top who knows every tie and never does anything awkward or makes a mistake! But, again, that doesn’t actually have anything to do with me. Who I actually am.
Sometimes I feel like none of the thoughts actually make sense when I try to assign words to them. No thoughts, just vibes up here.

I want to create an identity for myself. Not something so tied up in another person that it is destroyed if that relationship ends. This is about more than just sexual gratification or looking cool. This is about me. Who I am. What I need to make room for myself in my life. No more being eclipsed by other people. I want control. I want meaning. I want to exist as a full self. Not half of a whole.
So, what do I actually want to be as far as a rope top goes? Well, I want to be confident in how I move rope. Good ropecraft, as they say. And I want to move with purpose.

Qualities that I appreciate in a rope top in no particular order:
I’m sure there are others, but that’s all that I can come up with for now.
This writing is part of a series called “Diary of a Baby Rope Top” by Kajira Blue, the rest of which can be found at TheDuchy.com/blogs.