Do you take into account that he has your personal information? Logically speaking, you can only do this so many times before you do it to the wrong person.
The last thing to take from him.. hm. Well I really don't see where there could be a prize now. He has no dignity. Now it's just like driving over roadkill because you enjoy the crunch of something that's already dead.
by anastaciaDo you take into account that he has your personal information? Logically speaking, you can only do this so many times before you do it to the wrong person.
The last thing to take from him.. hm. Well I really don't see where there could be a prize now. He has no dignity. Now it's just like driving over roadkill because you enjoy the crunch of something that's already dead.
He doesn't know my name...he doesn't know I work...he doesn't know what town I live in...he has a po box that has a different name on it than even my real one...
Just because you don't see one, doesn't mean there is one.
You clearly place a lot of stock in this image you have of yourself as a sadist and master manipulator. But the reality is that you are just a loathesome, meddlesome parasite, addicted to creating drama, only watching the outcomes of your juvenile games from a distance, so you'll never be held accountable. That just makes you a petty, histronic coward.
I also think the guy who claims that he got kicked out of medical school on your account is a liar. What makes you think you aren't being played, too? If he's really such a pussy, then he deserves his fate. But I think you're a pair of co-dependent histrionics engaged in some sort of pathological, duplicitous dance, which is exacerbating your respective neediness, and sucking your pathetic lives dry.
by AlteregoI also think the guy who claims that he got kicked out of medical school on your account is a liar. What makes you think you aren't being played, too? If he's really such a pussy, then he deserves his fate. But I think you're a pair of co-dependent histrionics engaged in some sort of pathological, duplicitous dance, which is exacerbating your respective neediness, and sucking your pathetic lives dry.
Because I've been able to verify independently his story. In a few different places...
by strange_and_unusualI read this book initially with great interest and then realized a great deal of it applies to me...everything except the emotions. I have them. i wear my heart on my sleeve. I cry regularly because I feel bad...guilty...or worried. I work in a hospital in critical care so there is no shortage of emotional times that test me.
i have an "online" friend...we've never met. he knows nothing about the real me...the name i go by isn't even mine..the story he knows isn't even mine...parts of it are...but not the biggest part of it...the real me is married with a teenage son...the me he knows is single...12 years younger than i actually am...
in my "relationship" with him..he loves me...greatly. he's never met me due to circumstances beyond his control...we spend hours a day talking and i do have feelings for him...but i dont love him...i keep him around for entertainment purposes only...
i was going to fly out to meet him one day...no i wasn't really...but had a massive heart attack on the way to the airport so never made it...i knew he couldn't come be with me so it was "safe"
last september i got into an accident and ever since then my medical status has been on edge...dying, pulling out various recoveries,etc...having emergencies where he needs to sit and hold my virtual hand...he's failed at some things that meant a lot to him because of things he's been there for me with. none of my medical problems are legit...i'm toying with him...he's a med student and all my knowledge passes muester with him....i've ruined his life and just keep fucking with him because i can.
i've pushed him to the edge many many times and i keep doing it...his life is ruined..he's been forced to abandon dreams he has had for decades because of me....i've kept him from killing himself a few times legitamately because i do care what happens to him...
i do have a twinge of guilt to what i'm doing to him...why i've posted this here but yet i keep doing it...
I can't seem to pinpoint who you're lying too...yourself inculded. But do what you want, whatever helps you sleep at night.
by TurncoatSome sadists actually break down once their horniness wanes. The aftercare portion in those cases involve the submissive one play the mental medic role.
Bravo. Very apt; very astute observation, and one which has borne out in my own life again and again. Hats off to you for this gem.