xoxi -> What if I am insane? (9/20/2007 4:16:23 PM)
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This is something I've thought about for years and years. The 'no limits' thread brought it once again to the forefront of my mind. I like being 'abused.' I like being slapped, and choked, and used sexually for my man's pleasure. I like being told that I'm nothing without him, and that I exist to please him. I do have limits, yes, but I genuinely enjoy activities that are considered abusive by the world as a whole. I'm sure most of you are reading this and thinking, so what? That's just your kink. Your kink is fine, my kink is fine, our kinks are all fine. I wish I could believe that just as badly as I wish I could believe Christ died for my sins and I will go to a place called heaven when I die - I really really do. But I can't. I wonder, why do I have this 'kink' and is it truly sane? I'm going to ignore the actions themselves because they take two consenting people, and focus only on my thoughts. Is thinking "I like to feel violated, but that's okay because it's my kink" any different than saying "I like to fantasize about children, but that's okay because it's my kink"? And if people are hesitant to use the law as a judgement (because BDSM is considered illegal by the law, and insane by mental health standards) then what IS the paradigm of judgement? I'm not asking if my kink is "okay" because that's subjective. I'm genuinely wondering, does this kink make me insane? Is it a product of mental illness on my part, in the same way that mental illness causes people to cut themselves, bash their head against walls, or take their own lives? Is the sexual turn on actually a symptom of a deeper problem rather than the root of the kink itself? And I'm wondering, does anyone else have these thoughts? I'm not talking about a little spanky spanky that leads to orgasm for both of you, I'm talking about a deeper level of D/s dynamic where there is a craving to be abused. Not for an orgasm, not for endorphins, but enjoying the fact that someone will slap you and make you cry. Enjoying the feeling of powerlessness, helplessness, and actively searching out a 'victim' role. I'm not looking for pat answers of "it's okay if you enjoy it" or "its just a kink, don't judge yourself" - this question has been in my head for years and it's not going to heal with a mental bandaid. If anyone wants to explore this idea with me further, I will be very grateful.
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