Another year is now behind me, and that means it is time to reflect on how it went. This is a fairly normal—and probably healthy—thing to do as we prepare to hang up a new calendar on the wall (please, let me not be the only person who still does uses wall calendars!). So how was 2018 for ValleyScott?
Pretty shitty. And pretty damn great. It was one of THOSE years!
I think I will start with the good stuff for a change.
In 2018 I launched this blog. And I am so happy I did. The ValleyScott Blog has been an excellent endeavor for me. It has surpassed all my initial expectations, and continued to surprise me as it has gone on. This website has given me a place to express myself and define myself like I have never done before. For the first time in my life, I feel like I have truly accomplished something significant.
I have made some great new friends in 2018. Mostly online, but a few that I actually know in the “real” world. Friendships are a special thing, something never to be taken for granted. And new friends are a wonderful treasure. But so are old friends. And it 2018 I have managed to strengthen friendships that started in years past. That is such a blessing.
New skills. I had never really created a website or understood how any of it worked before this year. Now I have a couple of my own sites and am an Admin on a couple more. I also added new skills in photo and video editing. I’ve always loved to learn, and learning new skills is a blast. It may be frustrating at times—there is always a learning curve—but it is also so very rewarding.
I’ve had a few new experiences, both in and out of the bedroom. In the bedroom I had my first experience with anal sex. Loved it! Also experimented with a couple of other things (that I will keep to myself for now). New sexual experiences are one of the greatest things about Consensual Transactional Sex. They are not always great, but they are almost always worth trying. Outside of the bedroom I tried some new foods, drove a super-car for the first time (and did had a blast doing it—I so want my own Ferrari now), and visited some cities here in California that I had somehow missed (I love to explorer).
In 2018 I had the honor of helping several friends in need. That is always a big thing for me. When you get to be there for someone you care about when they need you most, that is what love truly is. And while I wish my friends had not gone through those struggles, I feel blessed that I was able to be there for them. Having friends is awesome, getting to be a friend in troubled times is even better.
FOSTA. Need I say more. Bad for all of us. But I’ve written plenty about that (and will likely write much more), so we can leave it be for now.
Losing my mom. This has a very tough year. I spent nine months of it watching my mother’s health decline. I had been bad for a few years and I was already taking care of her full time, but it just got harder and harder through the year. It wasn’t easy to see her pass on October 2nd, though I am happy she is no longer suffering. But things didn’t get easier after that. I had to manage everything for her estate and for her memorial service. My father’s health declined since he lost his wife. In total, since my mom died, my dad has spent 40 days in the hospital. I went from being my mothers caregiver to being my fathers caregiver. No rest for the weary.
And nothing else was good at home either. My wife, with whom I am stuck with for now due to a stupid prenuptial agreement, has been a thrown in my side all year.
I had to sell my business this year so I could dedicate more time to caring for my parents. But this has been a financial set-back. Sometimes business deals just don’t work out the way you hope.
One big disappointment for me was a lack of time with my favorite lady. After meeting her in 2017 and getting to spend some wonderful time getting to know her, 2018 saw us only having one day together. A very eventful day to be sure, but still, just one day. Our friendship has grown over the year, so that is not bad. But it would be nice to be able to actually see her, to touch her, to be in her amazing presence.
Loneliness has been a big problem for me this year. Strange, since I list have new friends and better relationships with existing friends as being a good aspect of 2018, but I do not think I have ever felt more lonely than I have this year. Obviously not all the time, but I have gone through periods where I just felt terribly disconnected from everyone else in the world.
A truly ugly experience happened at the beginning of the year. At the end of January I was sexually assaulted during a session. It was a painful and embarrassing event that left me bleeding and robbed. The only good news is that the woman who did it (and her pimp/boyfriend/accomplice) were later arrested in another state and are now in prison there (for doing even worse things to somebody else). But it took me a while to heal and I was (and still am, to some extent) nervous about seeing new sex workers. Also a bit nervous about having teeth touch a certain body part!
So, what does the new year have in store for me? Honestly, I have no real idea. I know there are a few things I want to accomplish. Also a few things I want to change about my life.
I hope to spend a lot more time with my favorite lady in 2019. One visit a year is not nearly enough.
I have a lot of ideas I want to implement for The ValleyScott Blog. And I hope to get the funding to do these things in 2019.
When it comes to my activities as a hobbyist, I find that I am less inclined to see escorts than I have been in the past. These days I prefer the company of FBSM ladies. I feel more satisfied by these sessions, generally speaking. Who knows, things in life could transpire that lead me to not be a hobbyist anymore—though I will not let that stop me from being an advocate for our community.
I want to find ways to enjoy life more fully in this next year. 2018 was a tough year, full of sadness and trials for me. I am hoping that 2019 will be more about joy and laughter and fun.
I enjoy reading your blogs and watching you grow. I look forward to them as a beacon of light in a sometimes dark storm. We are so much alike in our shared passions and frustrations. I understand how you feel with your parents. It also makes one reflect in their own mortality. I’m surprised you would find yourself with a disreputable provider. You know more than any of us who is who. I’m truly sorry that happened. We don’t seem to think it can happen to men. You have a solid fan base and are a strong and appreciated voice in this community. It felt like you were reading my mind with your last don’t panic post. It brought me comfort to know I am not alone. Though you may sometimes feel alone realize it is temporary. We are all here sharing this journey with you. Aho~
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