julietsierra -> RE: Never again! (6/8/2007 3:31:26 AM)
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The lies, etc, I can handle. I learned what I would and would not accept. I learned how to move on and I TRY not to judge the next person by the actions of the previous person. However, the ONE thing I will not go back on - will not change my mind on is a result of the life I had before BDSM. Being a virtual prisoner in my own home for years because I couldn't afford to divorce ($$) and there were no family around for me to turn to and my friends were just afraid enough of him to not want to get their families involved set my in my current mode of "I will never ever marry again." Now that doesn't mean I don't love. It doesn't mean I don't have and appreciate intimacy. It just means that I will never place myself in that position ever again. Never's a long time, but so far (9 years)...it's holding. There are times I miss the evenings of doing nothing together with someone and there are certainly times I get scared of aging without someone else here for me, but those times are few and they simply aren't worth changing my mind about this. I've been asked if I ever would change my mind, and truthfully, I don't know. I just know that willingly walking into that situation again is going to take much more courage than I currently have. Oh yea... I'm reminded that as a result of the same marriage, I also deal with a hyper-vigilence kind of thing. Hyper-vigilence was how I kept myself safe. I could look out the window as my ex used to get out of the car and simply the set of his shoulders told me with amazing clarity just how my night was going to go down. It also let me know every time he was lying to me. I could tell simply by watching the subtleties of his stance, the shape of his smile, the crease in his brow that often, he didn't even know was there. These days, I still do the same thing. Unfortunately, sometimes I mistake tiredness for displeasure, headaches for anger, and it causes problems. Hyper-vigilence was a good defense mechanism back then. My problem now is that I don't know how to turn it off. juliet juliet
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