I don't care about what you can and cannot feel. I'm simply stating that if you are missing out because if you COULD feel them, you would probably like them, since every normal functioning human being likes pleasure. If one would be in a state where he or she doesn't experience any pleasant feelings at all, there would be no stimulation to survive, dominate, to eat and to fuck. You sound severely depressed.
I'm not depressed. Sadness is the same as happiness in the sense that I rarely feel it.
If anything, I feel content most of the time, which is more of a neutral feeling. Well, content maybe over-stating it. I'm often bored.
By the way, pleasure isn't necessarily synonymous with emotion. Physical pleasure can certainly be achieved without it.
It is pretty amazing how thread after thread evolves into a Thrill Kill instigation. Some people are just not going to get along with anyone. Some people are happy with their own little corner of crazy in the world. Does every post have to derail into some other random person wanting to pick a fight with her? It's monotonous and predictable.
by anastaciaDoes every post have to derail into some other random person wanting to pick a fight with her? It's monotonous and predictable.
It does seem so. That's what happens in kindergarten though. I can handle the little kiddies easily enough, so it's all good.
by anastaciaAsking to fuck his shit up isn't going to do anything. Is he sexually dominant? Is this why you enjoy the sex so much?
Also, he already has you where he wants you: I think he does like me when I'm not being completely crazy. I just
hope he hasn't seen enough of my bad side to have given up.You're doubting yourself and blaming yourself. You're also overly eager. I understand that some of this is due to BPD. There's only so much of that you can suppress though. This is just the making of a perfect storm and trust me, the aftermath isn't worth it.
He is, but not in the whips and chains way. He actually dominates me, and I can fight and he wins. It feels good because it's real, we're not agreeing that "he's the dominant one" it just happens very intensely.
I know this is completely dysfunctional. I've known him a long time and it was probably a mistake to start sleeping together. I don't know why I'm here typing all of this either. You're right that I'm acting pathetic.
He and I are actually good friends, and he's been there for me through a lot. And now I feel like another dumb girl.