Wrap Yourself Up
Why learning rope bondage and self-tying is one of the best gifts you could give yourself
Who am I as a rope bottom without my rigger? What is my place in this world without them? Where do I go from here?
Those were some of the questions I asked myself when I parted ways with the rigger I had tied with weekly for the past year. I felt unraveled and aimless, I struggled to see the path ahead. What now?
Behind my questions were layers of fear: Fear that I would never be able to find a deep and meaningful connection in ropes again. Fear that no one would ever tie me up as well — especially none as readily available to me. Fear that my worth as a rope bottom was (literally) tied up in my connection to them.
My rope career had been short, yet intensive. Looking back, it’s as if I hopped on a rollercoaster at full speed, and while on it the world beyond seized to exist. (I’ll spare the details of how I realized the machinery was flawed and about to collapse, causing me to discharge as quickly as I had gotten on in order to save myself.)
The result was, that after tumbling off, it took me weeks to see straight, but as I emerged from the fog and wiped the dust from my eyes, one of the first things I realized is that I still have myself and my ropes. Then, I…
