Uiiiii, Spork, that's awesome
Good luck with the confusion though. It seems you have some painful emotional work to do (again), going back in time and finding the roots of feeling unappreciated and like your needs don't matter. It's good that Zen is trying (feel free to behave just a little entitled), unfortunately, some of the pain, he can't ease.
That is true, and I think that Zen and I are well aware that it is.
Zen and I just got back from Phoenix. It was a good trip. We went to a BDSM club down there and did a bit of networking. I was impressed with the sheer amount of space they had to work with compared to my home dungeon, and the people were quite nice, but like another club up in Denver they had more of an industrial feel to the place than what I truly prefer. I am just not a huge fan of concrete floors and the whole industrial look. Voodoo has wood floors and warmer lighting, it feels more like home to me. I feel that more attention could be paid to the place's cosmetics. And like the one in Denver, too, it's in a sort of industrial park area.
If I were able to wave a magic wand, the club of my dreams would have that kind of space, with my home dungeon's kind of energy and lighting and colors.
One day perhaps.
Zen's father was doing well and it was good to spend time with him. Phoenix was hot. Zen and I did a lot of connecting, talking, sex, bonding...I think we both feel more solid now. I know that I do.
I was thinking today, about the fact that I feel so incredibly conflicted about some at least, of what I want.
I think I uncovered something important. What some of the programming is behind my conflicted feelings.
I have a history of situations where I didn't have much confidence in anybody else caring about my needs. Seeing the person that I am, hearing what I needed and wanted, and desiring to help me have needs met. I had a childhood full of people asking and taking, demanding I be quiet and step aside for others. The ugly, socially awkward child got no love from her peers. The nurturer I had when I was little, died when I was 5 years old. I was told not to speak, not to interrupt, not to bother busy adults. My desire to build and create wasn't appreciated, and I was given a whole lot of things I neither needed nor wanted. "Girls like this. Here. Have a doll." I didn't want dolls, they were boring. I wanted books and building toys. Eventually I reached a point where I started going after what I needed, by myself, for myself. But people were happy to have me around when I had something to give to THEM. I was caring for younger siblings at 9 years old, I was giving sex and good advice, food and gifts, to keep other teenagers as friends to me. People might not want the person that I am, but they enjoyed what I could give to them.
And this just got more and more prevalent when I became a Mother. My ex was very demanding, and not very giving. And children are like that by nature. My sons continue to not feel any compulsion to spontaneously give or do much, I have to push them to put effort into things, but they take and make me feel taken for granted...though at least my younger son is getting better about expressing appreciation.
Breaking out of my marriage, and in particular discovering BDSM and the bottom roles, has been giving myself permission to receive. To be the focal point of someone's attention, and I've partnered with one of the most generous souls I have ever encountered. And when we scene at the club, I feel like I'm not only receiving his gifts of attention and sensation, but I also feel beautiful to other people in it. It is the first time in my life where I feel...whole. Like I can relax, let down the walls, and allow myself to truly enjoy receiving what someone else is willing to give to me. Not brushed aside in my needs and wants, but valuable enough to receive pleasure and focus. And the things that I do and give, in this relationship, feel truly appreciated.
But to try and appeal to what I believe Zen is attracted to, I've tried to embrace (sometimes) a more youthful, cute, feminine thing. To be...softer. To be his girl.
Now we are talking about me stepping up and into a more Dominant and/or Top role, and in particular he wants to see me doing this with young, beautiful women. The idea is even more exciting to him, than the already significant excitement he feels about topping these gals himself. And part of me is interested and enthused, but that part stands very separate from my role and relationship with him. That persona channels a more masculine energy to me. It is also a creative and performative element. I want to do these elaborate scenes like nothing that anyone else is doing, not your standard fire or rope or flogging deal. I want to be and do something UNIQUE. I like thinking about it. But to do it, I need to let myself be super confident. And then there is the problem...I fear that if I step into that role, for one thing that if I go so hard, I won't be his girl anymore. That he will then shift all of his giving energy to the "girl" in the scene, who is my bottom. I will risk losing his desire even more than just the basic fears connected to my age and self-criticisms. That this is, once again, the universe saying that me wanting to receive is wrong, that I need to just shut up and be happy giving to others, and also watch my beloved stop wanting to give to me, and focus HIS giving to others.
Because deep down I fear being cast straight back into a place where any hint of selfishness or enjoyment of receiving attention...is just not for me to have or enjoy. That triggers my "urge to vanish" which is a childhood thing, when my home world was full of people who didn't care and stuff I didn't care about, I'd go get my own needs met by myself, wandering the woods alone, isolating from the world that I didn't think understood me at all.
I look at the notion of Domming-out like, "What is in this for me?" And I am afraid there won't be much, and that I will lose what I have. I have been more Dominant before, when I was much younger, but there wasn't any real receiving-type pleasure in it for me. Only the enjoyment of being in control and being "mean." I most certainly was not getting off on it, since I was only accomplishing that by myself, for myself, during that phase of my life.
I have had a few relationships or sexual interactions with women, but most of those intimate encounters were two women focused on a man. I've never felt really satisfied in such activity with another woman. Fire and I had very limited sexual contact, when we were involved with each other. But then I've had a ton of very unsatisfying sex with males, too.
And then the other thing is that I struggle to feel confident in my abilities as a Top of any kind. There are some skills I never find the time to practice. Others, I'm not sure I've got the dexterity to accomplish as well as I'd like. Others still, where I describe these creative ideas (the ones that get me enthusiastic for a minute) to someone else, and they respond with confusion and questioning if that would even work...then I sort of feel deflated. Confidence gone.
This is probably pretty important concept-stuff to some of the paralysis I've been feeling in a number of areas in my life. My fear that I will no longer be "allowed" to receive, my feeling that asking for what I need is not ok, and isn't taken well in general...then the feeling that if I give my all, I'll just be put back into a sort of box where no one cares what I need or want, people just use and take and don't appreciate anything, but I mustn't be needy or selfish or ask for things. And the only realm that's really going to be safe, ultimately my only reward, is just being free to do for myself, by myself.
I think that this is sort of parallel to what a lot of abuse survivors deal with, when everyone watches them getting into one bad relationship after another, and wonders why they can't be in a healthy one. When your life programs you to expect to be treated a certain way, and fills you will the feeling that you deserve no better...if you GET better, it's hard to trust that it's real, and that it won't vanish at any moment.