Evolving Into Your Best Self

I've been thinking a lot recently about when my lust for money began. I may not have known about findom until a few years ago, but the concept is something I've always been interested in, whether I knew the term or not.

Like most fixations, it started when I was young. Playing video games, I'd always be the one to hoard money, even fictional wealth. Sure, it's fun to spend it, but it's also fun to watch that number go up, and up, and up, and know you have the power to buy whatever you want and then some… Intoxicating! If there was a money system in a game, I'd always be the one to max it out.

Naturally, I got my first job as soon as possible. I had the skills and charisma to land me a well-paying one at a young age. Just earning money on my own was thrilling enough - watching my bank account fill up, knowing that I was the wealthiest one in my friend group, my family… There's something immensely satisfying about looking around a room in your early 20s and knowing, despite how you look, that you're the richest one there.

And that's what I did all on my own. But when I realized you could bring men (and sissies, and other sorts of little manlets) into the equation… What an epiphany!

Now, I don't want to put other women down. That's not my style. But I've watched a lot of the women in my life try and please men in a misguided attempt to get their attention. And what do they get in return? Undeserving, practically subhuman "men" trying to dominate and mistreat them. Seeing it, I knew it was my job to not only uplift these other women and give them the confidence to take what they deserve, but also to be an example of that firsthand.

Learning about the power a strong Goddess can have over a finsub instantly attracted me. Reading about findom for the first time, it finally clicked: this is how the natural order of things should be. Men who realize their worth (or lack thereof), understanding what it takes to submit to a woman to make her happy. Every dollar that passes from a sub's account to my own helps balance out the world, tilts the scale a little more away from the male-dominant culture that we all unfortunately have to live in.

The closest analogy I can think of is to compare it to getting glasses for the first time. You don't even realize how blurred your life is until the doctor tells you, and then, when your prescription comes in and you put your new glasses on, you're taken aback by just how much you were missing. And you know you want to keep seeing things this way forever.

I always knew I was kinky, but getting in touch with my Dominant and findom side took more time. Even so, now that I'm fully immersed in the scene, I can say it was well worth the years of searching and wondering. It fits like a glove… or a good strap-on. ;)

Anyway. Just wanted to get some thoughts out there and pop the ol' blog cherry on this site. Thanks for reading if you did, and let me know in the comments how you first felt when you learned about the wide, wonderful world of findom! Tell me about YOUR firsts.