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At 10:01 PM 2/8/02, /amq wrote:
moonlight wrote:
I'm consciously aware that I have a problem with failing
at things...and rejection for me is a part of that. I'm
usually very careful about putting myself in the
position of even possibly being rejected.
/amq wrote: Which, to put a point on it, doesn't teach you ways in which to deal
with it, it just coddles the sore point. Maybe that's what you
want/need. Dunno. Just sayin'.
That's the main problem, yes. I'm *slowly* starting
to try to take little risks that may not hurt too
much. (I'm ordering a corset and skirt for an upcoming
fetish ball, for example...tried the outfit once and it
went over ok in a small group...now we graduate up to a
larger group...)
Yes, it's something that needs addressed/changed. But
all that takes time. It's easier to deal with clothing
related rejection than it is to walk up to someone and
say "hey, wannaplay?" and hear no. Which means, really,
that I will *RARELY* go ask someone if they want to play.
For now.
/amq wrote: For me, life is an experiment. If I don't get it 'right' - for
whatever value 'right' has this time around - I have data from which
to learn. The only one I really have to please is myself - and it's
sort of futile to reject myself for failure, ya know?
Yeah, I know. That's the kicker. It really all boils
down to how *I* react to me. And, like it or not, I've
internalized some of society's crap about who is/is not
acceptable.
/amq wrote: And yes, this is in *direct* conflict with how I feel and act in
subspace. which is why I have had, at times, serious doubts as to
whether submission is *good* for me. Which, given how much I seem to
*need* it, is problematic in the extreme. Acquiring a laid-back top
helps, but has it's own problems. (who, me? want more structure?
actually, *only* sexually. of course, if I got more kinky style *sex*
in my life, taht structure would be there more often...
never mind.)
Nah. Not gonna nevermind. :)
Because I've, occasionally, had the same concern. Tiger
expects me to be me...the best me I can be. THat means
fixing the problems that I can and dealing with the
others.
There are days when I *really* think that what I did in
the past wasn't exactly healthy for me to do. I was
always shy, and I don't see that changing any time soon.
(Don't anyone *dare* laugh at that...it's true. I'm
horribly shy in RL...my online behavior notwithstanding.)
When I was in high school, I remember being a *very*
different person. I was never outgoing, but I had the
belief in myself that I apparently lack, today. I knew
I was a good swimmer and I could make decisions on my
own. I was pretty self-confident back then that I could
handle whatever I came across. I had enough that when
I went to college, I started exploring paganism and
BDSM and found out that I was interested...and plowed
ahead into it.
That takes a *huge* amount of confidence to do when you've
been raised to believe that "good girls don't" and as a
Christian.
Somewhere along the line, though, that got lost. Being
pagan never affected me that way...it was one of the
things that got me through the hard times...and helped me
to hang on to at least one or two shreds of self-preservation.
Enough so that when I *was* faced with something, I could
get out.
That leaves either being poly as the culprit, or being
submissive. Or some combination of the two. And I do
suspect the combination, particularly with the partner
that I had at the time.
I was in luuuuuuuuv. And was being "required" to adjust
who I was in order to not lose that. Now, whether "required"
means I required it of myself because I thought I had to, or
because it was an underlying assumption from him through the
relationship, I'm not sure.
In the long run, those changes were important ones that I
needed to make to be me. But, they may have happened
differently had the inspiration to do so not been quite
so strong. Those changes need to be internal, not because
someone outside yourself wants you to.
moonlight wrote: Which is why it was *such* a big deal getting me to actually wear a
corset and sarong to a halloween thing.
/amq wrote: and dammit, I want pictures!!!!!
I will, most likely, be bringing them to Anthrocon.
You may now sit and whinge about how long it is until
then.
moonlight wrote: Seeing people be grossed out at a heavier woman in a corset,
in my brain, would be "failure" and "rejection". It went
over pretty well, but it *was* going way out on a limb
for me.
/amq wrote:
heh. I guess all the years I spent as the class outcast has
benefited me. If they are rejecting me due to 'member of class of
'larger women'', it's *their* problem for not getting to know me for
myself, etc. If they've bothered to get to know me, and like me as a
person, and are disinterested in sex with me, well, that's fine -
there are lots of guys I'm disinterested in having sex with. I don't
need to crave molestation of their bodies to have non-physical fun
with them.
While I was not exactly thin in high school, I *was*
a competitive swimmer and therefore has a much slimmer
profile. I was *very* muscular and had a slightly round
stomach. That is no longer the case. I suspect that
part of the difficulty I have is that I didn't grow up
getting used to being "heavy" by society's standards. I
may have been "plump" or "chunky" or "stocky"....but not
"heavy".
After nearly 13 years with PCOS, I've adjusted to the idea
that I will not be thin. Ever. Nor will I ever be close
to the weight I was then. It'd be nice to lose some of
the weight, but my hormones don't seem to want to play
that game. *shrugs*
/amq wrote: And moonlight - you're a 'heavier woman' only in comparison to
Twiggy.
*lol* Thank you...But I'm afraid society says differently.
I'm hell and gone from a size 12, which is apparently on the
verge of being "too heavy". Much less Twiggy size.
[...snip take two...]
moonlight wrote: Both of those, along with dietary things, space, the kitchen
issue.....I dunno how to do it. It's not just a matter of getting a
big enough house. Boundaries aren't just the physical ones.
My initial suggestion is something like what's called a
'mother/daughter' house around here. It's basically a house with an
attached/inside apartment, with a separate entrance.
One poly family I know renovated their garage-like outbuilding into an
apartment/house for their co-spouse, who had children of her own.
It's on the same property, but it's a physically separate building.
Which may work, to a degree. I will admit, I'm
horribly territorial sometimes. And I like having
space to myself where I don't have to always remember
to ignore the shrieking from kids. I know it's just
a stage, but it gets on my nerves to no end.
Living in two houses in the same neighborhood would
be ok. :) Even on the same property. Under the same
roof is the main problem.
moonlight wrote (about Argentium): *snorts* Y'right. You've got the claws. People
don't fantasize about me.
Really. 'S true.
/amq wrote: ahem.
BULL*FUCKING* shit.
*snorts* All this time later, and I'm still not quite
sure how to respond to this one...
/amq wrote: *amq calls out into the other room, where Cayne has returned from
delivering his parents to the hotel they're staying at this
weekend: "Have you ever fantasized about moonlight?"
Cayne replies: "Hellyeah! When are we seeing her again?"
amq watches him surreptitiously wipe the drool off his chin...*
I think I'm going to have to think about this, too. :)
(Yes, it's close to a first. moonlight struck speechless.)
moonlight wrote: So, being as someone who shall remain nameless but
is on the list expected me to pay it forward....
/amq wrote: Now, how *many* of us could she be talking about, hmmm?
Errrr...only a couple. :)
moonlight wrote: My life is an open book. *ahem*
/amq wrote: Let's see, chapter 5218827...
Good lord. Are we *that* far into it already?
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