behindmirrors -> RE: How We Are Affected By Experiences (8/27/2006 8:54:17 PM)
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ORIGINAL: babysburnin A previous thread got me to thinking ... What negative behaviors/insecurities have you brought to your current relationship, or from relationship to relationship? I'm curious to know what issues are the most difficult for you to resolve within your relationships, as well as experiences that made you see the world through different eyes forever. This tread fascinates me. I have certainly carried my baggage, haha. Speaking of which, have any of you seen the "Bitter With Baggage Seeks Same" series of books? Sorry, I'll get to the real point now and not hijack your excellent thread. The biggest issue I had to resolve was trust. Before I could open myself up, I had to set myself at ease, I had to learn that he was safe. I had to learn to be open, to trust myself and then to trust others. Those things were the hardest for me, they were the places I was hurt the worst in my life. I didn't know how to trust anyone not to hurt me. I would jump if touched, I was scared of every noise, of my own body, of everything for so long, I had to learn to be a little vulnerable and to live again. The last long term relationship I had prior to meeting my Dom had ended six years before, with a restraining order and hacked computer accounts, people following me, and death threats. It was abusive. I was raped, and I was 15 years old, still a child. It took a long time to even have the will to live, let alone love, after that. Otherwise, I fooled around with (mostly) other women, and had one more experience being raped while staying with a "friend" out of town. I fooled around to beat myself up, to make sure I felt I was scum. It needed to end. It did. We took things slow when I met him. It was good. I was in love with him before I even considered sex with him. I would not do it if I was not sober, even one drink and I would refuse to go there. I learned that both of us could be vulnerable, and that it didn't have to hurt. I learned to trust myself, and to trust him. He found me to be his hero in my survival, I found him to be mine through his willingness to face my darkness where everyone else turned away, and to face his own, and then to see light. This is a man who wrote a song about my scars, this is the man that told me they are beautiful because he can see where I have been, but that I am more than what those show of me. He has later told me that though he knew of my past and that it scared him at first, he saw that I was the first girl he had ever had a relationship with that didn't expect him to carry the burden of her baggage. That I figured out how to be strong and didn't expect him to always be strong for me. I'm proud of that, that I could overcome my history so I could have a future with him. I will never see the world again in the way I did before- I used to dread being alive, and now I want to live each moment with passion. I have certain things that have changed because of my history, but I will never, ever let that define all of who I am ever again. What do I carry? A sad look in my eyes that's always there, even when they sparkle and smile. A hesitation when I hear something loud. Scars, physical and mental. But, I also carry depth, and peace with myself, wisdom, and experience. I carry joy, passion, and love. I still need to be reassured I am not a failure. I need to feel safe, but I was willing to get to the point where it was okay to do that. Sorry this has been so long and rambling. behindmirrors.
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