No one truly knows the pain that can go on behind Foxes eyes.
This is dedicated to my Foxes out there in the struggle…
I am a proud Fox, but I am in constant battle within myself.
I am not scared to be honest because honesty is always the best policy around dese parts.
Trust me when I say though that I have been all 4 of these issues:
Sometimes, we have no one to talk too.
Sometimes, we have so much hurt that we do not want to talk at all.
Some of us have been used as sexual playthings to satisfy the desire of unsure Wolves.
While others have never been touched and dream of being rescued from our lonely dens.
Which Fox are you?
No one knows what it is like to live as a Fox in this world today.
We are forced to be strong because society already deems “us” as weak.
We see the Jackals living it up and we want to be as ruthless as them.
We look at the Vixens and think they have it all.
Wolves like to run through us in packs and then leave us high and dry for the next Fox.
Do not get me started on the Wolves we want…that are straight.
I always equate that as a slow torture.
How many times have we walked out the door and see this:
…and realize THAT may not even be checking for us?
THAT maybe checking for an ungrateful Vixen or if he happens to be in the lifestyle:
Want a similar type of body model
Conceited as all get out
Boring as all get out
Jump Offed as all get out
or worse, wants exactly what we are looking for… as all get out.
We fall for that type and waste many days and nights because it isn’t for us.
We latch onto straight Wolves because we claim we got a “hint” or a “clue“,
but we have to wonder….
“was it just him being friendly and treating us like how dudes are suppose too?”
It makes the pain of being a Fox even more real.
No one understands because we have no one to tell it too.
We live private lives and hope for that one day… that one time…
You can run in the Foxhole and leave a paragraph on your woes in the comment section and wait patiently until one of the fam leave you a comment that relates with your issue,
Once you turn the computer off and return back to the real world, you are forced to see the pain staring right back at you.
Some Foxes are not strong enough and are easily broken down.
I have seen many a Fox turn to drinking, drugging, and being some Wolves cum bucket due to depression.
Or even worse, turn to suicide because they had no more questions they felt were worth answering.
It is all too real with a constant question mark at the end of it.
We can read self-help books and do all the things to find the love for ourselves.
Go to a therapist and talk about our issues for 250 an hour.
But at the end of the day, the real thing we want and desire is love.
Being alone is one of the scariest things we have to face as the years go on.
I had to stop and wonder…