00Syd
Secret Agent
- Joined
- Dec 26, 2007
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He indulges it to a point. Say I'm in a self loathing mood and I'm making comments about myself, or asking questions he knows are directed that way. He'll go along with it. He recognized that I need it in that moment. So for example I'm talking about how horrible I am at x. He'll chime in, yes pet, you are pathetic. Just a weak little girl. You're so pathetic in fact you have to hate yourself to feel normal. Etc..
Now he's a sadist so sometimes he'll just flood me with compliments to be sadistic. You're beautiful, and perfect, and the girl of my dreams. Yada yada. There needs to be some kind of balance of the two. I know when he compliments me he's telling the truth. I hate it sometimes, but in my heart I know he's being honest.
He also is careful to judge what is going on and my frame of mind before he goes one way or the other. Sometimes he just tells me to stop and shut the fuck up.
I think his monitoring of my emotions, and the balance of choosing when to allow me to do it, and when not to is what makes it work for us.
I feel like if Seb indulged me and told me that I was useless at whatever I'm currently agonizing over or whatever, it would feel like a hollow victory because I'd know that he's only indulging me and doesn't really think that I'm useless. I think that's why I rely on myself to do the dirty work most of the time.
On second thought, maybe having Seb agree with me whenever I'm getting particularly self-loathing will help snap me out of it. I'd think something like "oh, you don't really mean that" and get all indignant which would most likely instantly pull me out of my "I suck, I suck" endless circle. Something for me to think about.
One key difference between us is that I looove being flooded with compliments. My emotional masochism is not so all-encompassing that I want to feel like shit all the time, compliments are almost always welcome. My emotional masochism only ever really rears it head when something comes up in conversation that I can twist in such a way to make me feel awful. It has triggers, and when those triggers aren't pulled, it lays dormant for the most part.