This is the limit for me. How could you have fun or enjoy life if you can’t move? You can’t go out with friends, basic routines become impossible without help. I don’t mean to hate on anyone’s preferences, but if that’s your goal, why?
For me it's mostly the loss of control, having given up on what a "normal" life should look like. Also being totally dependent on my (hypothetical) feeder and her being in full control, able to do whatever she wants to.
