LillyBoPeep
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ORIGINAL: IrishMist Eye contact restrictions. My late husband used to have me look at the floor, usually when I was in a state of...what should I call it...a state of agitated violence...meaning that I was seriously looking to hurt someone, which in turn would just really hurt me because...well, he fought back lol. Seriously though, when I got in a state like that, He would grab me, push me to my knees, force me to stay there, literally, and tell me to stare at the floor and think about calming down. Most times, he had to forcefully hold my head down until I got control of myself. Then, he would let me go, but tell me to keep looking at the floor. He told me once that it was his way of forcing me to understand that my anger was harmful and that I needed to learn how to control it; and if he had to force me into that state, he would. I have to admit, even all these years later, when I find myself slipping those reins, I will look at the floor, and breathe deep until I regain control of myself. I guess it worked. Not sure if this is what you were looking for though. that's interesting, IrishMist (i'm following you, oh geeez =p) my M did something similar, but with making me make eye contact with him. if i was really upset or angry, he'd grab me by the arms and force it. it's interesting being "made" to look at someone, because you figure you can just close your eyes and look away, except that i couldn't. eye contact is really powerful for me because it's not generally my "normal" state; and doing it that way would force me to focus, especially compounded with my "you are not allowed to break eye contact" rule. if he had me make eye contact during something humiliating or particularly harsh, it put me in a totally different headspace -- zoning out or not looking at him would make things easier for me. looking at him made everything more complicated. at times i was a toy to him and eye contact forced acknowledgement of that. and deep down, it was ridiculously powerful, and somehow comforting in spite of terror. =p
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