It's Time to Tell Him

 It's Time to Tell Him

There is a conversation coming up that I have been putting off for a very long time.

I am writing this before I do it because of two things. 

1. I want you to know before this blog gets shut down if that is what he wants. 

2. It also forces my hand to tell him. So I do not chicken out. 

I have decided that I need to tell my husband about my blogs.

If you've followed me for any length of time, you know that I have always tried to honor my husband. I've also admitted that my blogs have been the one secret I've kept from him. I have struggled with that for a long time. I justified it by telling myself that I needed an outlet. I needed to write. I needed to connect with others who understood this lifestyle.

But a recent event made me realize that my secret isn't affecting only me anymore.

A few days ago, I made a mistake.

I forgot to tag one of my blog posts with a warning that it contained sexual content.

One of my readers read it before realizing what it contained. She does not have permission from her husband to read explicit material. I felt awful. It was completely my fault. I normally try to make those warnings very clear so readers can make informed decisions before clicking.

I wrote to her husband and apologized for my oversight.

His reply was gracious. He told me that he had handled the matter with his wife. Then he added something that has stayed with me ever since.

He said he hoped I would have a talk with my own husband about my mistake.

Those words hit me harder than I expected. He wasn't rude. He wasn't condemning me. He simply reminded me that I have a husband too.

As much as I wanted to brush his comment aside, I couldn't. I realized that if I truly believe in accountability, then I can't expect it only when it is convenient.

So I've decided it's time.

I'm going to tell my husband about my blogs.

To say I'm nervous would be the understatement of the year.

I think he'll probably be okay with my Spanking Blog.

After all, that's where I write about our relationship, our marriage, and the lessons I've learned through domestic discipline. While I never use our real names or identifying details, those posts are mostly reflections on our lives together.

But then there are my other blogs.

Lisa's Fiction worries me.

Those stories are fictional, but many of them come from ideas, dreams, and fantasies I've had over the years. Some of those thoughts I've never shared with him. There is a vulnerability in knowing your spouse may suddenly discover an entire side of your imagination that you've kept tucked away.

And then there's the one that scares me the most.

Lisa's Spanking Journal.

That blog contains my personal journals about our discipline sessions. It is where I write about what I was thinking, what I learned, how I felt afterward, and the impact those moments have had on me. While I have always tried to protect his identity, those entries are deeply personal because they involve him.

I'm honestly afraid of how he'll feel knowing I've shared those parts of our marriage. The fear isn't that he'll be angry. The fear is that he'll tell me to shut them all down. That possibility breaks my heart. Not because I care about page views. .

But because of all of you. Since the start this has become so much more than a place where I dump my thoughts. It has become a community. I've laughed with you, I've cried with you, I've prayed for many of you even if you didn’t know it, I've celebrated marriages that have grown stronger. I've exchanged emails with people who felt completely alone until they found this little corner of the internet. 

Some of you have been reading since my very first posts. Many of you have become friends, even if we've never met.

Losing that would be incredibly difficult.

At the same time, I have to ask myself a hard question.

• If I truly believe my husband is the head of our home...

• If I truly believe in honesty...

• If I truly believe in accountability...

...then can I continue keeping this part of my life hidden from him?

I don't think I can anymore. I'm not walking into this conversation to argue. I'm not planning a defense. I'm going to tell him the truth.

I'm going to explain why I started writing in the first place. How lonely I felt. How writing helped me process my thoughts. How many wonderful people I've met because of these blogs. How often readers have encouraged me just as much as I've encouraged them.

Then I'll listen.

• Maybe he'll surprise me.

• Maybe he'll have concerns I haven't considered.

• Maybe he'll ask me to make changes.

• Or maybe he'll tell me to stop entirely.

I honestly don't know.

What I do know is that 

• I love him.

• I respect him.

And even though this conversation scares me, I think keeping the secret scares me more.

If you pray, I would truly appreciate your prayers over the next few days.

• Pray that I speak honestly.

• Pray that he listens with an open heart.

• Pray that we can have a conversation filled with grace instead of fear.

• And, selfishly, pray that this little community we've built together can continue.

Whatever happens, I want to know that I chose honesty.

I think that's a better foundation than secrecy.

I'll let you know how the conversation goes.

I plan on telling him tomorrow Monday (20 July 2026). He has off and the girls are going to be gone for Camp. I am terrified. Not scared for any punishment I get.... just that I lose this blog. Deep breath!!! Pray for me!!!