WyldHrt -> RE: Grudgingly given aftercare - long post (8/12/2010 11:22:25 PM)
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I think if we replaced "public play" with a sport such as baseball, etc, we would see dramatically different responses if she woke him up and said, "Hey, I got nailed in the head with a ball and I am dizzy and sick to my stomach" . I brought up the food poisoning scenario with the same thought, Julia. I think you are right. quote:
I wonder if it is the public play with others not her boyfriend that is upsetting to people, perhaps it shows how poly relationships can be very complicated as to the responsibilities that people feel towards one another? I really don't know, as I'm not poly, but that may be it. I have to say, this whole thread really bothers me. Some of the people who have outright attacked the OP came as a surprise, and not a welcome one. I can understand those that have never been in subspace not understanding what it is like, but still don't get some of the over-the-top reactions equating the OP's behaviour with knowingly going out and getting smashed. Had she known that she would be in deep space or even that it was even a possibility, I could understand this reaction, but the fact is that it had never happened to her before and she didn't even suspect that it would happen that night. She had played multiple times before with the same top, and only got a 'runner's high' type space from it. Per her words, the scene wasn't even any rougher than normal, and didn't even leave bruises. That's a pretty far cry from downing tequila shooters at a bar and saying later that you didn't know you were gonna get smashed, unless you never had a drink before. The first time I went into subspace, I wasn't expecting it. I had played reasonably hard before and was bouncing around, all good afterward, no care needed. On this occasion though- I got up from the bench, thinking I was fine, and tried to put my robe on. It was taken from me by the Top I was playing with and she put it on me, which is just as well, because the sleeves kept moving, lol. I was put in a chair, and given water. I remember her looking into my eyes and I'm pretty sure she said something about me being 'gone', which was true. I got a cigarette out, and it was taken from me, because apparently I had just finished one that I didn't remember smoking. I was fortunate in that I was with a Top who knew what was happening, and cared enough about me to make sure I was taken care of. *smooches, you know who you are* I'm certainly not putting everything on the bf here. There was an obvious lack of communication and disparity in expectations from the get go, along with something that simply wasn't forseen by anyone. That said, the friends called him before bringing her up, he let them in, they chatted with him for a few minutes, and left her with his arm around her. I would think, under those circumstances, he would be awake enough to realize that something was wrong and at least give her a blanket and some water when she asked. Meh, maybe it's just me. ~ edited to fix the wall-o-text, lol
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