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RE: Fuck, fuck, fuck.. what have I done? - 7/23/2010 10:33:31 AM   
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ORIGINAL: lally2

ive read how people insist on meeting up asap - ive never really agreed with that, but never said it so much.  the intensity of cyber and listening on the phone to how people speak, listen to you tells you a whole lot more about a person than some people give credit.


I have to say that I have a completely different perspective on this. My experience is that people can be ANYTHING on the phone or on the internet -- it isn't until you have them in person, under your direct gaze, and ask the hard questions face-to-face and see how they respond and what they evade that you know who and what you're dealing with.. and even then, it's a crap-shoot.. but not so much of a crap-shoot, to me, as going by the fantasy that people create of themselves through virtual mediums.

I won't spend weeks or months corresponding and phoning with someone before I meet them. They'd better be able to stand up to my scrutiny FtF, or there's absolutely no way that I'll consider even a -casual- scene with them, much less letting them know where I live.

In response to the OP, though, this is a tough one. Not just from the scening perspective, but from the perspective of any kind of one-on-one encounter. There is -always- a risk, and even when you've been with that person for an extended period, that they can -still- fool you (especially if they've spent most of their lives hiding what they are even from themselves!!!).

If physical safety is an issue, I consider it in the same perspective that I consider a mugging or a rape. You do whatever you have to do to stay alive until you can get away -- and then, once you can get away, you run as fast as you can, as far as you can, get to someplace VERY public, and call the cops.

If mental/emotional safety is an issue, I cut off contact, and get myself some -help-. I gather a support group of people who can help remind me why I'm going to survive this, and, if I need to (or if a large percentage of the people I've gathered as a support group think I need to -- because I'm really independent, and sometimes I'll shy off of getting help when I really -do- need it), I get professional help to sort out my head and erase the tapes that keep me in a 'victim' mindset... and above all else, I remind myself -every single time- that I see my own reflection (out loud, at first, and then silently in my own head once I know I've gotten the message) that I am -not- a victim, and do NOT deserve to be treated with disrespect, discourtesy, or as something less than human.

If other things are an issue, sometimes, the only thing you can do is clean up the mess, because it's too tangled up to extract yourself. In my case, it was one of the servants who had managed to fool us through THREE YEARS of association,  to the point of becoming a full member of the House. Two months later, this person left the house after claiming (after three years with us) that this really wasn't what xhe wanted any more. I could understand that, having made the transition from service to keeping myself, and didn't think anything of it. We, in the House, thought it was going to be yet another peaceful ending like we prefer, but it turns out that this was to be one of the two really bad endings our household has been through since I've been with them. This servant and hir outside companion (whom we knew about and actually encouraged hir to maintain hir relationship with) stripped our household accounts BARE within 48 hours of leaving the House, over a weekend, when we couldn't get into the bank to change access. We thought we were invulnerable because of the length of vetting time we spent before letting people deep into our organization, but we were -wrong-. Now, nobody gets access to those accounts but the Head of House (or the head of the sub-houses). Sub-accounts are created with card access, to handle specific expenses, and funds are transferred into them for immediate need only, and the sub-accounts are terminated any time someone leaves the house within 5 minutes of them stepping out the door, using corporate-type account concierge services, and backup accounts are activated so existing members aren't cut off for longer than about a day (but we accept that we may be cut off from funds for a day, to assure this greater measure of security). 

My heartfelt thoughts go out to those who couldn't get away safely. It happens, and it's not always the fault of the individual for not being careful enough. Most domestic assaults are -not- from strangers or near-strangers -- they're done by perps who knew the person, sometimes for -years- as a friend/lover/etc. It happens to those of us who top, as well as to those of us who bottom.

Calla

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RE: Fuck, fuck, fuck.. what have I done? - 7/23/2010 12:33:17 PM   
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The reason people break their necks in shallow water diving accidents is because there is no way to accurately assess the depth of the water without actually getting in it. So no, the whole "look before you leap" thing isn't any guarantee.


Yer fucking KIDDING right??? What kind of MORON checks the depth of the water with their fucking NECKBONE?
I can think of a couple of ways to determine the water depth WITHOUT breaking my neck SHEESH...

So let's think about this for a half a sec... well you could walk in...or you could put a stick long stick in the water... jump in feet first <much less body damage > due to legs bend, necks not so much. OR you could say to yourself i can not determine the depth so I am going to walk AWAY

I's ppl that reason the way you just did that scare the hell out of me!

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RE: Fuck, fuck, fuck.. what have I done? - 7/23/2010 2:02:45 PM   
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That's ok because people who reason the way I have consistently seen you reason here on these boards scare the hell out of me too. Good thing for us....it's a great big world...

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RE: Fuck, fuck, fuck.. what have I done? - 7/23/2010 2:11:47 PM   
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quote:

I's ppl that reason the way you just did that scare the hell out of me!



Your reading skills scare me....

Personally, I am not jumping into any body of water without assessing the depth personally by getting in to check for rocks and variance in depth...my parents just raised me to be smart like that (and no, checking with a stick isn't a very good way to know the contours of the bottom of a lake or a river...just sayin')

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RE: Fuck, fuck, fuck.. what have I done? - 7/23/2010 8:24:43 PM   
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The problem with checking the water is that it's not always what it seems. And it may be every changing, such as at our beautiful ocean, which claims several victims every year. Do the majority of the people who sustain those injuries just jump in without even thinking? Doubtful! They just think unclearly. Perhaps they have gone to that beach and dove through the waves with their friends and family for years and no one ever had a problem. Their long term experience says "this is safe", but a minor shift of the tide or undercurrent and what looked deep enough is suddenly not.

The same thing happens in relationships. Many people here have talked about not the times they made impulsive decisions, but when they DIDN'T and they still found themselves in that "oh shit" moment. It happens. It's not a matter of faulty reasoning, it's sometimes a matter of self delusion, a really clever person, or just freaking bad luck.

To be able to heal and continue to trust at all is a testament to the strength of all of you who have had these horrible experiences. Which also flies in the face of all those silly people that think submissive means weak...HA

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RE: Fuck, fuck, fuck.. what have I done? - 8/6/2010 4:58:55 PM   
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The Gift of Fear changed my life. Having been caught in a near-rape experience, I know that the inner voice and "knowing" are all that you need to take you away from a bad situation. Trust the gut and never talk yourself out of a feeling. Ever.

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There is a book I recommend to people constantly - "The Gift of Fear" by Gavin DeBecker. The main thrust of the book is to learn to trust your instincts and follow your gut. DeBecker would say that there certainly was a valid reason Mistoferin felt a red flag go up. Her sub-conscious had all the information it needed to make the correct decision with whatever clues her sub-conscious picked up on.

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RE: Fuck, fuck, fuck.. what have I done? - 8/6/2010 7:48:02 PM   
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I got myself into a few scrapes when I was younger. There are so many violent predators out there.
My strategy was always to give in as much as possible, gain some kind of trust and then flee. Quick thinking and lots of flattery can help but not always. I was once tied up and raped by a guy and couldn't do a thing about it. However the rape was acceptable given the alternative was potentially even more brutal.

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RE: Fuck, fuck, fuck.. what have I done? - 8/6/2010 7:52:40 PM   
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Special blessings to all rape survivors. I had one very near-miss (had me and my britches down) when I was 13; a black dude sportin' a tenner that would have split my poor cherry like a wishbone tried to take it by force, but fortunately he was young and stupid, and was put off by all the noise I made, so I got out of it. Other than that, and certainly not saying I've never put myself in a situation after that, I am one of the luckiest people I know. Love and Peace.

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RE: Fuck, fuck, fuck.. what have I done? - 8/6/2010 9:38:53 PM   
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I can say the first time I ended up in an emotionally abusive relationship I was too young and too stupid to see it for what it was until we were both so deep in it we were driving eachother to qualifiable insanity. It ran it's course to the bitter dredges of petty motions and utter misery. When crying becomes the daily event and you physically can't even remember any good times. I became so exhausted I didn't so much as 'walk away' as lay down and let life go on. It took a long time to recover from that, mentally/emotionally. Even when I had the understanding and common sense to know how to help myself get over it, you have to give it time... flying from one relationship to another won't help in the least. I don't think there's any sure fire way to avoid the 'fuck fuck fuck' moments, you either get lucky, or you don't.
I can say today however that at the first hint of an 'oh fuck' moment, I leave. I put on the breaks I withdraw entirely no matter what 'promises' were made. If it gets to that point I'm panicing in a bad way, then I don't want to be there, nor 'work it out'. I'm done.

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RE: Fuck, fuck, fuck.. what have I done? - 8/7/2010 3:53:16 PM   
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[quote.]So what do you do when you find yourself in that situation? When your gut and instinct have failed you and you are bound by someone who is dangerous to you? Besides physical restraints, there are mental and emotional restraints that are just as difficult (if not more so) to cast off so I am speaking asking about situations when you are already
bound.. not what to do to prevent that from happening[/quote]

I have not ready any of the other replies because I kind of know how they will flow. I can share my experiences with you. When you get to this point in your life within the lifestyle, it is just like anything else you are involved with. You have to do some reflecting upon your own thoughts. Is this really worth all of this to you as a human being. People can be so cruel in this lifestyle.
I finally had to give up my computer for seven months due to a family emergency, and it is the best thing that ever happened to me.
I took my website down. I determined there was more in life than this. I began to find happiness again within my own soul.
I still like to be involved, but only with advice that I have experienced. This is what I just experienced. Cut the computer off for a couple of months and see how you feel about it.
I could care less about posting now. I rediscovered reading of all things.

Here is the hard part. If this is a real time relationship, and you are being mentally or physically abused, I will tell you what my angel cop told me when I had my exhusband thown out of my home for assualt.
1. You can file a complaint with me now, but I know you won't do it.
2. You can go to Family Court on Monday, and file a restraining order against him, but I know you won't do it.
or this most precious advice I have ever received from anyone.
Angel cop said:
Your third choice is to stay in it, but I can tell you it will get worse. The next day I discovered an email with explict details of a sexual affair and filed for divorce on Tuesday.

Best Wishes,

MistressLonita

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RE: Fuck, fuck, fuck.. what have I done? - 8/8/2010 7:00:03 PM   
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I've been the "fuck fuck fuck" route more than once.  The damn t-shirt is torn to shreds.  I was gang-raped by 3 male students when I was still in high school.  One I'd known and gone to school with since kindergarden.  The other 2 I'd known for 3 years.  I was young,dumb, stupid and promiscuous.  Whoever said can't rape the willing wasn't there.  I had someone try to rape me when I was stupid enough to hitchhike home only a year later.  What saved me that day was a 2x4 thrust into the cab of the pick up truck he drove, I smashed his wrist against it, think I broke it but I'll never know, we were at a yellow light in heavy traffic and I was able to jump out of the vehicle and run thru 6 lanes of traffic 2 ways to get to a pay phone.

But much worse, have been the emotionally abusive relationships I've let myself get into.  The 7 yr one where he cheated on me time and time again, came home with a "we have to go to the clinic dear" on at least 4 occasions, and yet I stayed until he left me for someone else.  It didn't matter how he treated me, and it wasn't very well at all, it was my ignorance in trying to think that if I just did this or that he'd appreciate me.  Never happened.

Or my first BDSM D/s encounter, 7 mos of that.  He was an alcoholic, depressed shit-for-brains who only wanted what he wanted, all the time.  Yes, we had some good times, but they were over-shadowed by the drunken stupors, the 3 day binges of his back to me in bed, and myriad other actions.  I walked in with eyes wde shut and walked out with what I thought was a better understanding of myself.  Still didn't happen.

I then spent 4 yrs trying to please someone who didn't want to be pleased.  He just wanted to bitch and moan and listen to himself talk.  The man who'd spent 2 mos bringing me back from the brink of my 1st encounter with D/s, who made me all the promises I wanted to hear, how I'd finally be allowed to express my true feelings, turned out to be worse than the 1st so-called dom.  I tried my damndest for 4 yrs, finally just gave up and told him it was over.  Yet I still spent almost a year trying to help him, be a friend, and that had to stop too.  He was draining me emotionally, calling me up to a dozen times a day, it was non-stop.  If I couldn't make it one week to help him go do the groceries, the whiney little boy came out.  And of course he tried to tell me this was all because I'd come back to online chat.  Had to change my home phone # & my cel phone #.  The absolute last strike for him was the day he called me at my dad's when I was there for my 43 yr old brother-in-law's funeral.  He'd been diagnosed 18 mos earlier with ALS and was taken in the most cruel way.  That day, HE wanted to talk about how the tree in his backyard had been split by a lightning strike.  ENOUGH.  After that, and it took all that, to make me see that all he could see was himself, no one else counted.

I've been much more careful about my emotional needs and wants.  I make no bones that I suffer from major depression, GAD and other disorders.  I am going to be on meds for the rest of my natural life, due in part to brain chemistry.  I'd always been submissive but didn't learn until the o-so-tender-age of 41 () that I was "a" submissive.  It's at the very core of who I am.

The Man who now calls me his, knows all this, knows my past history, I won't hide it, it's shaped who I am.  I will no longer abide by someone who can't let me be me.  I'm not always a ray of sunshine, but I do the best to be the "best me" I can be.  That's all I can ask for.  And that I be allowed to be *me* is the most important.  We've yet to argue, we're both who we are and now realize that we've reached an age and state where we both know what we want.  And the most important thing is that we both want the same things in life.  We both wear our hearts on our sleeves and were friends before it progressed.  We traded cmails back and forth for over 2 mos before I'd even give him my yim ID.  Hopefully, it'll lead us to a great place where we're together for years to come. 

I can only hope that this time my gut instinct is right.  I'd like to think it is.  But I've also been the one who's always given great advice to friends, and not been so good to myself.  I know this goes on and on, but I feel so strongly about this.

Thanks Bita for bringing this up.  It brought back why I'm so careful with my heart now, I don't know that I could take being torn to shreds once again.  But I have a small flame inside me, one that at times has been very faint, and is now glowing stronger, and one that i will NEVER allow to go out.  I'm no one else but me.

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