Do you like giving or receiving gifts best?
Apparently gifts are one of the five languages of love. If, like me, you’ve never heard of that before then the five love languages are as follows
- Acts of service
- Gifts
- Quality Time
- Touch
- Words of affirmation
I have to admit, out of those five, gifts is the one that doesn’t speak to me at all. Don’t get me wrong, it’s always lovely to receive a gift but some of the others are far more important.
For me, the expectation of a gift makes me uncomfortable. There is the issue of cost, gifts aren’t necessarily free. That cost could be financial, it could be time or it could be energy. I don’t expect people to spend any of those on me.
I’m also very rubbish at surprises. Very little in this world makes me more anxious than knowing something is going to happen but not the what. I have had many sleepless nights knowing that I’m getting a surprise. How do I know what to wear, what to pack, how to react etc.
As for giving gifts, I’m also not that good. What do they like? What if they think it’s rubbish? Have I spent too much money and that makes them uncomfortable?
That said, I do love seeing someone’s face light up at something they like or cackle with laughter at something funny.
This Christmas has truly been a year for giving and receiving kinky gifts. Be it a leather hood, a leather pouch or a new gag to ‘keep me quiet’, it’s impossible to keep me quiet! Likewise, I have bought the people in my life similarly filthy things. Those are the kind of gifts I really appreciate, ones that I know will bring joy, in many different ways, for long into the future. Gifts that keep giving really are the best.
