Dustyn -> RE: Tops Disease (4/6/2006 10:17:28 PM)
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Let's just say that things started clicking into place in my head. Been trying for a few days to figure out why a relationship that I thought was progressing nicely suddenly turned into a veritable shitstorm. I knew some of the problem was my fault exclusively, but I couldn't figure for the life of me why it had happened. As I put it in another post on a different thread, I have an ego the size of New York and the arrogance to power it indefinately. While there are times that my ego does land me in a bad position, it's also helped me out in several ways, too. For starters, while not being the best solution, it makes up greatly for a severe shortage of self-esteem on my part. Normally, my ego just makes my ass overload my mouth and with guys, hey, a few punches and a couple of beers, and usually things are worked out. My ego has never been a problem with women because I have, somehow, managed to have relationships with purely submissive women and the ego and arrogance is something they want in a dominant. This, however, is not the case with a switch, as I am very painfully discovering at this late date in my life. She's involved with something that she has years of schooling in, and, well... I opened my mouth and the foot just flew. How does that line from Top Gun go again? "Son, your ego is writing checks your body can't cash." Sounds right. So now I'm sitting here, marvelling that I didn't even see myself doing it. SO many other relationships were influencing this one that it's amazing I could even keep her name straight. I was looking for all the wrong triggers and what not like that and now my ego is scrambling to pay a check it signed over. I was so far off base as a dominant that I'm even wondering if I really deserve the right to call myself that at this late stage of the game. I was a massively pompous ass. And last, but certainly not least, without intending it, I came as close to mocking what she wants to do for a living as a person could get without outright mocking it. Really fucking piss poor actions and attitudes on my part. It also made me realize that I am very possibly a switch, in that I need someone to tell me when my ego is writing bad checks again. Personally, I'd really like it if she was willing to do that, but I think I have made way too much of a mare's nest out of this whole thing. And what stinks the most is she is/was (hell, who knows) a really good friend that I loved hanging out with above anything else. Boy, when I screw something up, I really screw it up good, though. Whoever posted the link to steel-door, I do owe you a debt of graditude, to an extent. I was looking in the wrong direction for an answer that wasn't there in the first place. Knew I should have tried asking CC what she thought of the whole screwy situation in the first place. Ah well, live and learn, I suppose. I've got the living part down pretty well, but I'm still have troubles from time to time with this whole learning thing. Gotta remember to work on that.
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