The kink community in my area is rather small. It doesn't take long to get to know most of the active people. At some point, it feels like even if you haven't met someone, you have so many mutual friends that it's only a matter of time. It's a nice cozy experience.
It can also feel confining. As if everything you do or say in public is somehow known by everyone. Or all it takes is a few misspoken words and suddenly the community views someone differently.
I don't share a huge chunk of my life with the outside community. I can't, for a variety of reasons. I'm working on not having a need to be so hidden, but change takes time.
I was out in public with some of the community, people I consider friends. There were a few moments when I wanted to speak up about a few things. Because I have some insight about a number of people that they just don't have.
At the same time, it both feels like it's not my place (even if I would be defending friends or people who could become such), and it could cause further speculation.
So I said what I could. What I thought was appropriate.
I tried my best to keep everyone happy and things running effectively. Given the amount of miscommunication and issues that arose, it didn't work out quite that way.
Next weekend is full of kinky events. Lots of time to be spent with good friends. Hopefully no drama. No stress.
I didn't think today was going to have problems. I wanted a day full of laughs and memories. Definitely had a few, but it wasn't nearly as spectacular as I had wanted. That's just the way seems to work out.