Bighammerfucker
Really Really Experienced
- Joined
- Jun 27, 2014
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I used to be a very sex-positive person. I actually used to be a very sexually active person, even … for many years I had a great sex life and attitude.
However, even back then, I had my own share of insecurities. Actually maybe a lot. Enough that I really let it get to my head sometimes. It was usually about ability to reach orgasm with a partner (or lack thereof - I’m female).
Male partners have never felt like my cup of tea. But I let pressures, insecurities, and the words of others get to me over the years, and I ended up leading a life for a while where I desperately searched for a man who could “please” me properly, regardless of the fact I’ve never been attracted to them much.
One day it happened. One day I entered a relationship with a male in which we had very satisfying sex repeatedly. We then also entered an exclusive relationship.
Time wore on. The good sex started to get … not less good, but it took so much effort to keep up. I didn’t feel like it was natural for me, to do it so much, even if it was good. I felt tired. I knew it wasn’t because of what we were doing. We were kinky. But I felt like I was somehow locking my true self away, ignoring her. I ignored this and continued the relationship.
It got worse. I got to the point where I started to lose myself entirely. It wasn’t that I didn’t care for my partner. But I felt I had cut off the most important parts of who I was in order to try to be fully functioning at something that just … wasn’t me. I began to resent them. I began to resent myself. I started to get very angry at the world. I hated the way I felt like society had tricked me, finally tricked me into betting everything in order to play this game that they said was so great, only for me to find out that my life was so much more quality before it. I had lost who I was because of making these mistakes of listening to others, and I didn’t know if I could get myself back. On top of it, the messages out there, everywhere, including all over places like this forum still weren’t things I identified with. Everything felt wrong. It felt constantly like everyone’s playing this game I don’t understand, and now my experiences have made me very jaded.
I have since mostly rebuilt myself and my past life, but it was a very close call. I still feel jaded. I still feel angry sometimes. I am wondering how can I ever fully get rid of this jadedness when it comes to sex. I scoff now at things I used to feel positive or at least empathetic about. I no longer see even searching for a female partner like I used to (as I find them more attractive) as a desirable activity. I feel so jaded from constant experience of the same thing repeated again and again. The pictures on these forums are all the same. The threads are all the same. Discussions, “fetishes”. Even the fetishes are not really fetishes. It makes me feel lesser of everyone somehow, like, how can you all sit here and not feel bored, why would you want to repeat the same activity so much, so often, so specifically?
It makes me feel like I have become a bad person. Unempathetic and jaded. I know I’m not a bad person and it’s not on purpose. But I don’t know how after my experiences and self-discovery as a person who is simply so different how I can return to the innocently happy and positive person I once was on the subject of sex.
However, even back then, I had my own share of insecurities. Actually maybe a lot. Enough that I really let it get to my head sometimes. It was usually about ability to reach orgasm with a partner (or lack thereof - I’m female).
Male partners have never felt like my cup of tea. But I let pressures, insecurities, and the words of others get to me over the years, and I ended up leading a life for a while where I desperately searched for a man who could “please” me properly, regardless of the fact I’ve never been attracted to them much.
One day it happened. One day I entered a relationship with a male in which we had very satisfying sex repeatedly. We then also entered an exclusive relationship.
Time wore on. The good sex started to get … not less good, but it took so much effort to keep up. I didn’t feel like it was natural for me, to do it so much, even if it was good. I felt tired. I knew it wasn’t because of what we were doing. We were kinky. But I felt like I was somehow locking my true self away, ignoring her. I ignored this and continued the relationship.
It got worse. I got to the point where I started to lose myself entirely. It wasn’t that I didn’t care for my partner. But I felt I had cut off the most important parts of who I was in order to try to be fully functioning at something that just … wasn’t me. I began to resent them. I began to resent myself. I started to get very angry at the world. I hated the way I felt like society had tricked me, finally tricked me into betting everything in order to play this game that they said was so great, only for me to find out that my life was so much more quality before it. I had lost who I was because of making these mistakes of listening to others, and I didn’t know if I could get myself back. On top of it, the messages out there, everywhere, including all over places like this forum still weren’t things I identified with. Everything felt wrong. It felt constantly like everyone’s playing this game I don’t understand, and now my experiences have made me very jaded.
I have since mostly rebuilt myself and my past life, but it was a very close call. I still feel jaded. I still feel angry sometimes. I am wondering how can I ever fully get rid of this jadedness when it comes to sex. I scoff now at things I used to feel positive or at least empathetic about. I no longer see even searching for a female partner like I used to (as I find them more attractive) as a desirable activity. I feel so jaded from constant experience of the same thing repeated again and again. The pictures on these forums are all the same. The threads are all the same. Discussions, “fetishes”. Even the fetishes are not really fetishes. It makes me feel lesser of everyone somehow, like, how can you all sit here and not feel bored, why would you want to repeat the same activity so much, so often, so specifically?
It makes me feel like I have become a bad person. Unempathetic and jaded. I know I’m not a bad person and it’s not on purpose. But I don’t know how after my experiences and self-discovery as a person who is simply so different how I can return to the innocently happy and positive person I once was on the subject of sex.