Titania1616
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i agree with cellis on that when i was exploring bdsm i didnt know it had a name.
at a very early age, 5th or 6th grade i thnk, i would do things which i couldnt explain to myself, things i had no idea why i was doing. i would spank myself with leather belts, i would tie myself up with scarves or ropes, i would act out scenes of submission, all the time not knowing why i felt compelled to do them, they just came naturally to my mind, and over the years i got kinkier and kinkier. i grew up in a house where sex was never discussed, it wasnt that my mom avoided it, we just never talked about it. i grew up feeling ashamed of what i did, not knowing why, and being sure that nobody else my age did the things i did, or felt the things i felt. i was very lonely sometimes, even though i had alot of friends, because i couldnt talk about what i was going through or feeling. when i got to college i got internet freedom for once in my life and started doing a little bit of exploring. i found a whole world of people who think they way i do (some of the time), feel the same why i do, and wont look at me in horror when i discuss things like this. none of my friends know, and though im not ashamed anymore, im not open about it either, and it still gets kinda lonely.
i've never told anyone this before, i cant believe im spilling this all now. sorry for turning your question into a testimonial.
to get to the point of it all: it takes time, you cant rush yourself, and no one can rush you either.
at a very early age, 5th or 6th grade i thnk, i would do things which i couldnt explain to myself, things i had no idea why i was doing. i would spank myself with leather belts, i would tie myself up with scarves or ropes, i would act out scenes of submission, all the time not knowing why i felt compelled to do them, they just came naturally to my mind, and over the years i got kinkier and kinkier. i grew up in a house where sex was never discussed, it wasnt that my mom avoided it, we just never talked about it. i grew up feeling ashamed of what i did, not knowing why, and being sure that nobody else my age did the things i did, or felt the things i felt. i was very lonely sometimes, even though i had alot of friends, because i couldnt talk about what i was going through or feeling. when i got to college i got internet freedom for once in my life and started doing a little bit of exploring. i found a whole world of people who think they way i do (some of the time), feel the same why i do, and wont look at me in horror when i discuss things like this. none of my friends know, and though im not ashamed anymore, im not open about it either, and it still gets kinda lonely.
i've never told anyone this before, i cant believe im spilling this all now. sorry for turning your question into a testimonial.
to get to the point of it all: it takes time, you cant rush yourself, and no one can rush you either.