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As for partners' junk... I don't look at that either. I've been trying to consciously remind myself to look at Hubby's or my boyfriend's when applicable, but I have to actually think to do so. Mostly, I don't look, I just know it's there, and it's been like that with all the guys I've fucked.

It's amazing to learn how different we all are. I LOVE to look at my partners. Gaze, admire, memorize... That's very erotic to me. Actually, I love to look at guys in general, not just their dicks, but yeah, those too! I am the rare girl who gets turned on by dick pics. If said dick is attractive, at least. I'm picky, I don't like if it's disproportionately thick or skinny, or multicolored, or the head is too big or too small, or it curves to the side.

Yeah, I'm shallow, I prefer to call it visually oriented lol

I don't like looking at pussy, really, not other women's ...but I like looking at my own and imagining a guy looking at it, if that makes sense. I like that I have parts that are appealing to men, not just my genitals, also breasts, hips, legs. I find taking pictures of myself for a guy - or having him take them - to be one of the sexiest things ever.
 
Maybe not surprisingly based on the above ;) the quiz in the book says I have a very sensitive sexual accelerator. Like, I would have scored the highest possible, except one of the questions related to menstrual cycle and I don't have one thanks to continuous birth control pills.

At first I was like, nah, but... I think about sex A LOT. I get low-level aroused ALL THE TIME. Guy wearing yummy cologne, guy wearing a suit, guy walking a dog, guy reading a book on a park bench - all of those trigger twinges of arousal. Also things like thinking about shoes or bras. Or needing to pee. Hmmm. So, ok, sensitive accelerator.

Although the author said a lot of women with sensitive accelerators want sex more when they're stressed, and nooooo, stress is a libido killer for me.

I also have pretty sensitive brakes, right on the line of normal/ high. That didn't surprise me at all. I can go from hot and bothered to NOPE in a heartbeat. I have a crazy strong brake around being judged or shamed about my sexuality, and that's enough to keep from acting on 99.9% of my thoughts.

The combo of sensitive accelerator and sensitive brakes does explain something, though, why I'm always seeking sex and flirting and dating (arousal feels good!) and then not actually having sex (the fear of shame feels bad).

I am hoping the rest of the book will touch on a different kind of brake, the more specific ones we usually call "turn offs"... Because those are a huge issue for me. So far the book seems to be assuming that the sex you will eventually have will be good, and... It isn't always, for me. With more than half of the partners I've had in my life, there have been mismatches, things they thought were sexy that I didnt. And I have a very real hesitation around sex because I fear something libido-killing being dropped on me mid act. When that happens, it's like my body just shuts down, and sexual touch goes from pleasurable to nauseating. Such an awful experience, and avoiding it leads me to avoid sex, even with trusted partners.
 
Live-blogging Come As You Are, continued...

I am vain as fuck.

Stress and fight or flight, yada yada, spent six years studying neuroscience, skim. Moral shame around sex, check, should definitely bookmark that section. Oooh I get to take my clothes off and look in the mirror YAY!!!!

What's funny is I'm only a few pounds lighter than I was a year ago, when I was beating myself up for being fat. Funny how that just vanished when I broke up with Dag. Not that he ever have a shit about my weight, I simply felt neglected and unwanted in those last months, and "maybe I'm fat?" was one of the many ideas that went through my head, trying to understand why he was not meeting my needs.

Anyway. Lots of stuff about media, body shaming, health at every size. I do not by any means have a model's body, but I've generally liked mine my whole adult life. Kind of embarrassing but those "Strong is the new sexy!" memes? I love those. When super skinny was in, in my teen years, I weighed 100 lbs and was HUNGRY OMG SO HUNGRY ALL THE DAMN TIME. I'm happy now at 125-130, yeah there's some fat, but there's also muscle. I can run, I can lift, I can do an hour long workout without fainting from hunger and fatigue, take that 18 year old self! Plus it's a body ideal that, in my mind, is attainable at any age. Steph is in her 50s and looks AMAZING. My step mom is 70 and still has sexy arms and calves. One fitness guru I love talks a lot about how physical beauty and physical ability can't be seperated, and that appeals to me. My body is beautiful because of what it can do.

You know, not having an excuse to take naked selfies has been one of the suckier parts of not dating. So yay for a return to the encounter group vibe lol!
 
I've had a lot of issues around my own body and bodies of others, sex, affection, etc. Mainly due to fucked-up mixed messages from my parents and to various forms of trauma. Even when I try to look at a partner's body, I have such a mental block about it that I can't remember what I've seen. And I didn't believe Hubby or my boyfriend had ever looked at my pussy until I flat out told them I didn't believe they had, and both said I was wrong, which kinda surprised me.

I'm also excruciatingly uncomfortable seeing people being affectionate with each other, to the point that I often leave the room if someone's even hugging a friend or partner.

Did I mention I have issues? ;)
 
Finished Come As You Are last night. Overall, great book. Maybe not exactly the book I needed, though. It dealt mostly with meta issues, overall desire for sex, feelings about sex, and yeah I have some issues with that (who doesn't)... But the sexual "brakes" I struggle with most are not stress, body image, etc, interfering with desire. For me it's more like, "sometimes my partners want stuff in bed that makes my whole body go NOPE!!! how do I deal with *those* brakes?"

There was an exercise in the book that required identifying as "a woman who loves sex" . I had an immediate oh hell no reaction. So, as the author suggested, I thought about why I didn't feel like that identity fit. It's because I worry that if I openly love sex, I have to love all things sex, and do all things sex, and I don't get to say no to things that feel icky to me. Like if I just LOVE SEX, I shouldn't care of its with a girl or a guy, or oral or anal, because it's all sex, and didn't I just say I loved sex?

The thing is, I love sex... Some types of sex, some dynamics, some acts, with some people. But there are also sex acts and kinks and situations that I don't like at all. Some of them - like Andy's girl stuff - are not upsetting, they just don't do anything at all for me sexually. Others - like guys who have called me slut in bed, or talked dirty during sex about experiences with other partners - are experiences that make me completely shut down, numb, nauseas, leave me crying for days.

In the accelerator and brakes metaphor, those experiences are like crashing into a brick wall at 95 miles an hour. And, like someone who's had a few out-of-nowhere collisions, I drive slowly now, and I'm always watching the road. It's the fear of the crash that keeps me applying the brakes.

One thing I've noticed is that having Andy agree to take fantasy talk off the table has made me sooooo much more excited about sex with him. The dirty talk can be fun, but so often it goes somewhere that freaks me out and tanks my sexy feels. And even when it doesnt, I'm hypervigilant, not relaxed, worrying that he will say something upsetting. Knowing that sex will be all yummy pleasure, with no chance of hurt, makes me quite the nymphomaniac.

But - how long can I ask him to keep that up? Fantasy talk is a huge part of what gets him off. I am allowing myself some selfishness for now, but long term...

It's not just an Andy issue, either. Tyler loved anal and I hated it. Dag wanted to do chat and pics with other couples, that was nooooo for me. There's always going to be SOMETHING one partner likes and the other does not.

We say everyone should get to do all the sexy things they enjoy. We say no one should ever have to do anything in bed that makes them at all uncomfortable. We overlook the obvious contradiction in those two sides of sex positivity. In a long term relationship, there's going to be times when your partner's yuck is your yum. Times when their accelerator is your brakes. I need the book for that.
 
We say everyone should get to do all the sexy things they enjoy. We say no one should ever have to do anything in bed that makes them at all uncomfortable.
I don't think anyone is saying the first part exactly. Nobody is entitled to doing all the things they enjoy. In poly we try to set partners free to seek more compatible partners for the things we cannot provide.
I do believe you can only do the things in bed that both people enjoy. Or, as you do, compromise and take turns pleasing each other, if there isn't too much of an ick. You can also learn, to some degree, to like the things your partner enjoys (as I'm learning to be dominant sometimes by deriving pleasure from my partners pleasure), but this capacity is imho very limited and you shouldn't feel forced to push your comfort zone any harder of faster then you are comfortable with.
 
I don't think anyone is saying the first part exactly. Nobody is entitled to doing all the things they enjoy. In poly we try to set partners free to seek more compatible partners for the things we cannot provide.

That would be my ideal... For me and my partners to do the things in bed that we both like, and to have other partners for the interests that aren't shared. But, real world :cool: Right now I don't have any other partners, and Andy is tapped out with me, work, and his "I'm processing childhood trauma don't hug me" friend-girl.

You can also learn, to some degree, to like the things your partner enjoys (as I'm learning to be dominant sometimes by deriving pleasure from my partners pleasure), but this capacity is imho very limited and you shouldn't feel forced to push your comfort zone any harder of faster then you are comfortable with.

This is what I was hoping that book would help with...

I *enjoy* pleasing Andy in bed, but it's not a sexual enjoyment. It's like cooking him dinner or telling him a funny joke, I'm happy I did something that brought him joy, but ... It's not a sexual happy.

I would love to be able to stay in a sexy, aroused, turned on head space when I'm doing stuff for him. Some things keep me there - blow jobs! I feel very aroused during blow jobs! - but others don't. Especially if I'm trying to talk dirty about stuff I'm not into. It's like the sexy feels go pffft, a balloon deflating. And it takes forever to get them back, and sometimes I can't.

It's like my thinking brain is saying, "this is sex" and the parts of my brain that actually control arousal and desire are going, "nope, this is not sex".

At least with Andy, there is not the worry he will say or do anything that completely freaks me out. I don't know why my body reacts so intensely to certain things, but it does, and I have a genuine fear with new partners that they will inadvertently set of the NO NO NO NO NO system. If/when I date again, I'm going to try and be very upfront about what I can and can't offer. Because I just want sex I can look forward to, sex that will be all yum and no yuck.
 
I'm reading the book now. I can relate to a lot of what you wrote, Claire.

This is what I was hoping that book would help with...

I *enjoy* pleasing Andy in bed, but it's not a sexual enjoyment. It's like cooking him dinner or telling him a funny joke, I'm happy I did something that brought him joy, but ... It's not a sexual happy.

I would love to be able to stay in a sexy, aroused, turned on head space when I'm doing stuff for him. Some things keep me there - blow jobs! I feel very aroused during blow jobs! - but others don't. Especially if I'm trying to talk dirty about stuff I'm not into. It's like the sexy feels go pffft, a balloon deflating. And it takes forever to get them back, and sometimes I can't.

This was frequently how I felt with Blue, too. He really likes threesomes/moresomes. While I enjoy them, so much depends on the people involved, for me. I can't do casual. It doesn't work for me so I have to at least feel a strong friendship connection with all the people involved to feel comfortable with group sex. OTOH, Blue could do group sex every day. It's his favorite fantasy/talk during sex. After awhile, it became mood killer for me.... I still enjoyed pleasing him but I wouldn't always feel turned on/want penetrative sex. It bothered him a lot. He couldn't understand how I could still be enjoying myself if I wasn't feeling sexy/wanting penetrative sex. I think if I'd used your analogy of cooking for him, Blue would have been highly offended, lol. In my case, I think the turn off was because I knew he wanted me to be involved in more group sex with him...but the times we've tried it since the relationship ended with Snow, have not worked for me. I know my brakes on group sex are wrapped up in the break up(s) (first his, later mine) with Snow. Now that Blue and I are not really back together, I don't feel as compelled to unravel the reasons. Honestly, I have enough other issues to unravel that are more important to me. If, down the road, I'm feeling more up for group sex, I will work through it then.

On the fantasy talk with Andy, would it work if you just have a particular time that you can do the fantasy talk for him? Like for example, on a specific day or a specific frequency, etc? That way, you could relax knowing that on the off days, the fantasy talk wouldn't pop up during sex, but on the on days, his needs were met? Or does it kill your mood for all encounters, not just the encounters where the fantasy/talking are involved?
 
Claire, I think you have such clear hard limits around certain types of sex because of your abusive childhood, where your dignity and personal space were violated on a very regular basis. It's made you hyper vigilant around anything reminiscent of the childhood trauma. In short, PTSD.

I am very glad you've requested Andy stop the fantasy talk. Your body, your brain, your choices.

You spend a lot of time trying to please others at your own expense. It isn't necessary, really! Andy is a big boy (girl). He doesn't get to have everything he wants in bed if it makes you that tense and unhappy.
 
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I feel like so many things...personality tests, love languages, the concepts in this book, all sorts of "self help"y things... Each is a good starting point for paths of thinking, understanding, growth. But it's only that. It's never the WHOLE unified, "solve everyone's problems" answer to the question of life, the universe, and everything. But there are good bits that will resonate here and there, and more importantly, give us more tools in the ol' mental toolbox to think about issues we might have.

A LOT of stuff in that book made sense to me and at least explained in a general foundation kind of way, some of the stuff I deal with.

One issue I have, and Claire, I think you get a bit of this, too... The book addresses issues where the woman is struggling with <whatever related to sex> and they use these "this is how the woman's brain works" tricks to allow the male partner to have his smack-the-forehead-eureka-moment, and do the thing and before you know it, sex is groovy again! Or in the case of the lesbian lady, still, she was endeavoring to adjust her thinking. And the thing I'm getting at here is, what about the other partner?

I mean, "we're working on it" is meaning the woman's issue, in the story, because the book is about understanding the various mechanisms of female desire, arousal, etc. but the author gets growly about patriarchy in sexual perceptions and expectations, so what if you have TWO PEOPLE (assume a man and woman just for the sake of discussion) and they aren't exactly aligning in their sexuality quite comfortably or functionally, there is STILL this "need to hack the woman's mainframe" approach....but what about the dude? What about HIS mental landscape? "Same parts organized differently"...uh, ok. But suppose we do all this behavioral and mental gymnastics to get one partner having the sex of her life, is it merely assumed that the guy will be happy with what's going on at that point? Because maybe he won't. I think the book assumes that "happy wife, happy life" thing, and kind of neglects the fact that guys can be complicated too sometimes.

I mean, suppose Andy read the book and had the interest to make Claire into this sexual supernova, dialed up to 11, having the time of her life, but then HE is not getting what he needs out of it. Is that fair? Of course not!

How to adjust so everybody is happy? Where do you meet in the middle, what if meeting in the middle means that NO ONE is satisfied? How incompatible is too incompatible where sex is concerned?

The book does not get into that.

But again...a few new tools for greater understanding.

EDIT: I think it is useful when you KNOW that a problem is your own stuff and need to figure out how to adjust, because you WANT to...especially if, say, you've had a number of partners, and seem to have similar issues arise often with more than one, that sort of thing.

By the by. As for the whole "look in the mirror" exercise, I HAVE of course, I just don't LIKE to. I can't convince myself that what I see is pretty or nice. It's not like a magical pink flower. I have seen plenty of imagery to show me what I WISH I looked like down there, but that isn't the reality. Oddly I am never so critical of male parts. They seem altogether better to me in pretty much every way. And I've had a few female lovers and not felt badly about their bits either. I just don't like mine. And part of it is the whole, no, they don't all look amazing and beautiful, some objectively look better than others. I don't know how to NOT "down-vote" what I see.

Claire, I envy your confidence and appreciation for that part of yourself. I wish I could feel the same way. But I don't.

Anyhow.

I think the best metaphor I took from the book is the "brakes" and "accelerator" thing. Like I know exactly what each of those things feels like. I can trigger them on purpose just thinking certain thoughts. In fact if I think too hard about "brakes" inducing subjects, it can bring me nearly to a state of insecure, miserable depressive panic. Even when there is no cause, like just sitting at work, thinking. Those triggers are powerful. And the fact that I have not been able to diffuse them...well, the book also talks about "completing the cycle" or feeling what you feel without judging yourself for feeling it, and letting the feeling complete itself and stuff. I think maybe I just haven't had TIME to work through anything, because I can't just stop what I'm doing and cry, or yell, or whatever it is that's supposed to happen. There are others around me who would be uncomfortable and I have responsibilities. I often feel like experiencing your feelings freely is a rather indulgent luxury I just don't have time or space for.
 
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Sure, it takes time. It doesn't happen overnight. Having children and/or a demanding job, or doing elder care, in our 20s and 30s sadly leaves us with very little time for reflection and self care.

That is one big reason, I think, that we have the saying "life begins at 40." Quite often that is a time when the kids are much more independent, the career is established, there is more money and free time in general. (Not for everyone, I am generalising.)

It was so for me. I spent my 20s coddling my insecure husband, and my 30s popping out 3 kids, breastfeeding, family bed, homeschooling, on a limited budget, and no family nearby to sit the kids when I felt they were too young for teen babysitters.

So I really had a metamorphosis in my 40s. My sex life improved GREATLY. I was still coddling my needy husband though, and it took me til age 54 to see that all the coddling in the world wasn't going to increase his self-confidence, and therefore I might as well dump him and move on.

I've had such wonderful interpersonal experiences since I made that decision and started being my authentic self.
 
On the fantasy talk with Andy, would it work if you just have a particular time that you can do the fantasy talk for him? Like for example, on a specific day or a specific frequency, etc? That way, you could relax knowing that on the off days, the fantasy talk wouldn't pop up during sex, but on the on days, his needs were met? Or does it kill your mood for all encounters, not just the encounters where the fantasy/talking are involved?

I think looking at it from a "limiting" point of view is hard for Andy... But somehow it bothers him less if I ask for specific times to be just for me. Maybe just the difference between a negative and positive framing of things? I hate feeling like I am somehow punishing or shaming him for having sexual interests that are different from mine. And it doesn't kill my attraction or desire for him in a general sense at all. I still love sexy times with him... Just, the kind of sexy times that work for me.

Claire, I think you have such clear hard limits around certain types of sex because of your abusive childhood, where your dignity and personal space were violated on a very regular basis. It's made you hyper vigilant around anything reminiscent of the childhood trauma. In short, PTSD.

PTSD seems ... Extreme... I don't have flashbacks, or lose my sense of reality, or fear for my safety. And despite my family's awfulness, I don't have a history of sexual trauma. Our family pedophile preferred boys.

I honestly just experience any insinuations that I am sexually aggressive or promiscuous as an insult. No matter how much I cheer "slut walks" and believe we should all have whatever kind and amount of sex we want... I can't shake the deep down messages that I grew up with. Especially when I am in the vulnerable, thinking with my body state I get into during sex. So an awful lot of stuff my partners have found sexy, reads to me like they are deliberately disrespecting and insulting me.

One issue I have, and Claire, I think you get a bit of this, too... The book addresses issues where the woman is struggling with <whatever related to sex> and they use these "this is how the woman's brain works" tricks to allow the male partner to have his smack-the-forehead-eureka-moment, and do the thing and before you know it, sex is groovy again! Or in the case of the lesbian lady, still, she was endeavoring to adjust her thinking. And the thing I'm getting at here is, what about the other partner?

I mean, "we're working on it" is meaning the woman's issue, in the story, because the book is about understanding the various mechanisms of female desire, arousal, etc. but the author gets growly about patriarchy in sexual perceptions and expectations, so what if you have TWO PEOPLE (assume a man and woman just for the sake of discussion) and they aren't exactly aligning in their sexuality quite comfortably or functionally, there is STILL this "need to hack the woman's mainframe" approach....but what about the dude? What about HIS mental landscape? "Same parts organized differently"...uh, ok. But suppose we do all this behavioral and mental gymnastics to get one partner having the sex of her life, is it merely assumed that the guy will be happy with what's going on at that point? Because maybe he won't. I think the book assumes that "happy wife, happy life" thing, and kind of neglects the fact that guys can be complicated too sometimes.

I mean, suppose Andy read the book and had the interest to make Claire into this sexual supernova, dialed up to 11, having the time of her life, but then HE is not getting what he needs out of it. Is that fair? Of course not!

How to adjust so everybody is happy? Where do you meet in the middle, what if meeting in the middle means that NO ONE is satisfied? How incompatible is too incompatible where sex is concerned?

Yes. Exactly this. So many times reading that book, I was like, "well, yeah, I could have a perfect sex life, too, if I had a partner whose only sexual need was to make me happy!" :rolleyes: I could write an instruction manual on How To Make Claire Happy In Bed. But the guy who would blithely follow it would probably not be anyone who captured my attention outside the bedroom.
 
...I can't shake the deep down messages I grew up with.

That must feel extremely frustrating. I hope you can someday.
 
That must feel extremely frustrating. I hope you can someday.

Well. That is where I get into the swamp of "how much should I try to change my sexuality for others?"

Because I don't have negative feelings around sex, in general. I don't have trouble enjoying the vast majority of sexual activities. Even the kinks that don't really do it for me... They are mostly along the lines of Andy's cross dressing, it may not be my thing, but I can enthusiastically participate sometimes, out of love for my partner.

I don't even have negative feelings about promiscuity, per se. I don't think number of partners matters much.

But slut, whore, nympho... Those words have a really negative meaning in my head. Someone who is defined by their sexual behavior and not their brains, personality, or accomplishments. Someone who lacks control and is ruled by their sexual urges, as opposed to someone who makes conscious choices about her sex life. A woman who cheats on her boyfriend because she's so horny she "can't help herself". A woman who does bareback gang bangs with strangers because she just needs to get fucked.

That is not sexy to me. It's a total turn off. It's not an identity I want for myself.

Again, rationally, I can accept that other people have positive associations for those words, and good for them! They should use them and enjoy them! And I get that lots of people get very turned on thinking about being (or being with) a woman whose sexual urges are so powerful that she's helpless to resist them.

But - do I have to like it, for myself, in my sex life? If a guy likes calling me slutty whore in bed, do I owe it to him to try and get over the way I feel about those words? If my partner's ultimate fantasy is watching me get fucked by a room full of strangers, do I have to create space in our sex life for that fantasy?

I would love to just not have any slut stuff in my sex life. Have all the acts and talk and fantasies be about one-on-one, emotionally intimate, deeply connected sex. Just eliminate the stuff that turns me off. That would be my ideal. But if I'm having sex with a partner, well, their ideal matters too. :confused:
 
There is no need to "get over" disliking the term slut. Even though you know others may use it almost as a term of endearment during a hot sex session, it has different connotations for you, and maybe always will.

Some women have reclaimed the terms slut and cunt from a feminist standpoint. That's good for them.

There is no need to get over your sexual hangups or preferences for others. If you want to get over them for yourself because you find them limiting, that is the only reason to do it.

No need to listen to endless fantasies about gangbangs either. Really, have all your recent lovers wanted to call you slut, and to endlessly speak of gangbangs during sex?

Maybe you could find someone who doesnt get off on "dirty talk" much. I've been with men who aren't all into that. You could certainly discuss your triggers with potential partners before you start actually having sex, or even making out. Just bring it up during the first or second date, or even in chat on okc, before the flirting has gotten either of you all hot and bothered and dying to hop into the sack.

We are all allowed to have our preferences. If that is your preference for now, so be it. Maybe it will gradually change, maybe not. Either way, your life, your body, your choices.
 
Regarding the deep down messages we grow up with, I felt compelled to write a big ol' thing. It's too "me" to live here, but here...

http://www.polyamory.com/forum/showpost.php?p=351021&postcount=722

...if anyone cares to see where this line of thinking took me.

Mainly the bottom line is, I feel like I've come a long way to figuring out my "bad code" or messages scripted into my mind as I was growing up. Just as Claire is aware of hers. And we can agree that these things just aren't necessarily helpful to our present situations and can make it difficult to accomplish our relationship and happiness goals sometimes.

So the question is...you come all this way, you really GET IT now, how do you fix or change it though? How do you heal? How do you overwrite the unhelpful messages from childhood, with new ones? Especially if life will sometimes still dish out reinforcements for the bad stuff, since we are looking always for affirmation of these messages that deep in our monkeybrains we are sure that's How Life Works in some inevitable way...it doesn't take much to get us saying, "See! I knew it!"

And the knots we're trying to untie get yanked tight again.

How do we progress? How do we find peace and get to where we want to be? How do we heal and reprogram the bad stuff?

Come As You Are used the garden metaphor, and a few different therapy methods...cognitive behavioral was mentioned, as were mindfulness exercises. But I have got to say I would LOVE IT if I could meet some people who managed to untie the knots, reprogram the code, pull the weeds, what have you, and really REALLY get the change they want in their own minds. I have a hard time seeing the path from here to there sometimes, I really do.
 
No need to listen to endless fantasies about gangbangs either. Really, have all your recent lovers wanted to call you slut, and to endlessly speak of gangbangs during sex? .

Of the 6 guys I have been with since opening my marriage, 3 have called me slut in bed out of the blue. Enough to make me feel weird about not liking it. And only one of them (Dag) was considerate and kind when I got hurt by it.

(Andy called me nympho and similar things a lot when we first started sleeping together, but he stopped as soon as I explained it made me uncomfortable.)

I do think I will be more upfront about it in the future. There are a lot of things that guys might like or want to try where I'm like... Eh, not my thing, sorry, but it's not a big deal. But the "you're so slutty you just think about cock all day long" stuff... Deal breaker, honestly. It took WEEKS after Dag said it before I felt comfortable sleeping with him again. The other guys, it was enough to kill any interest I had.
 
Of the 6 guys I have been with since opening my marriage, 3 have called me slut in bed out of the blue. Enough to make me feel weird about not liking it. And only one of them (Dag) was considerate and kind when I got hurt by it.

(Andy called me nympho and similar things a lot when we first started sleeping together, but he stopped as soon as I explained it made me uncomfortable.)

I do think I will be more upfront about it in the future. There are a lot of things that guys might like or want to try where I'm like... Eh, not my thing, sorry, but it's not a big deal. But the "you're so slutty you just think about cock all day long" stuff... Deal breaker, honestly. It took WEEKS after Dag said it before I felt comfortable sleeping with him again. The other guys, it was enough to kill any interest I had.

I don't think there is anything wrong with you not liking this stuff either.

I want to clarify that if anything, what I am thinking of when I've been talking, is some of the sensitivity that you have even if nobody's saying anything of the sort...that whole, "if I'm not trying to make Boyfriend Experience happen, then...maybe...oh, no am I being...SLUTTY?" like even if all you really want is FWB. That whole piece of confusion that you occasionally wrestle with that has more to do with your own head stuff, than what other people are doing.
 
Andy and I did our usual low key Valentine's day, bingeing on chocolate candy and watching cheesy 80s rom coms. Then tonight we went out for dinner and I are so much I actually got a stitch in my side, like when I first started running! So I've probably gained 5 lbs in the past 2 days.

Feb 15 is also Doggy Valentine's Day at our house - we gave up years ago on trying to find toys the monsters can't destroy, so now we just buy them cheap shit and let them tear it up. I left the grocery store tonight with a cart full of 3-foot stuffed bears for $5 each. Wonder what the cashier thinks of me... Oh wait, she watches me buy baby food for my dogs every week, she already knows I'm insane ;)

In other randomness, Clark sent me a Valentine's text. Hmmmm. We texted for a few minutes, just catching up. I mentioned it to Andy, and he was like, you should go out with him again :confused: Um, what happened to that dating break??? I guess as a "known quantity" Clark doesn't trip Andy's stress feels.

I want to clarify that if anything, what I am thinking of when I've been talking, is some of the sensitivity that you have even if nobody's saying anything of the sort...that whole, "if I'm not trying to make Boyfriend Experience happen, then...maybe...oh, no am I being...SLUTTY?" like even if all you really want is FWB. That whole piece of confusion that you occasionally wrestle with that has more to do with your own head stuff, than what other people are doing.

You know, the intersection of "what others do" and "my head stuff" is interesting. Because I did get to a place of thinking, "well, I don't deserve to get what I want in bed if I'm only a fuck buddy"... Or even "I guess this is what casual sex is like, people calling each other slut whore, maybe that's just what you say during sex when I love you doesn't apply" :rolleyes:

I say all the time that I can't do casual... But I think I could, if it was with somebody who treated me the way I want to be treated. If the casual sex was also *good* sex.

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PTSD seems ... Extreme... I don't have flashbacks, or lose my sense of reality, or fear for my safety.

I just wanted to address this bit... PTSD doesn't always include flashbacks or losing one's sense of reality, and sometimes doesn't include fear for safety unless you're in a situation very similar to the one in which you experienced the trauma. I have complex-PTSD (PTSD from ongoing, over-years trauma from which one has little or no respite). I've had one flashback in the past decade, and that was after my first poly boyfriend violated my consent. I never lose my sense of reality, though I sometimes have to argue with my brain about whether I'm perceiving things correctly, and at this point I only fear for my safety in certain settings.

That isn't to say you *do* have PTSD. I just wanted to clarify that PTSD isn't always the screaming flashback loss-of-touch-with-reality thing that's sometimes depicted in the media or in fiction.

There is no need to "get over" disliking the term slut. Even though you know others may use it almost as a term of endearment during a hot sex session, it has different connotations for you, and maybe always will.

Some women have reclaimed the terms slut and cunt from a feminist standpoint. That's good for them.

There is no need to get over your sexual hangups or preferences for others. If you want to get over them for yourself because you find them limiting, that is the only reason to do it.

No need to listen to endless fantasies about gangbangs either. Really, have all your recent lovers wanted to call you slut, and to endlessly speak of gangbangs during sex?

Maybe you could find someone who doesnt get off on "dirty talk" much. I've been with men who aren't all into that. You could certainly discuss your triggers with potential partners before you start actually having sex, or even making out. Just bring it up during the first or second date, or even in chat on okc, before the flirting has gotten either of you all hot and bothered and dying to hop into the sack.

We are all allowed to have our preferences. If that is your preference for now, so be it. Maybe it will gradually change, maybe not. Either way, your life, your body, your choices.

Exactly what Mags said. I'm one of the women who has reclaimed those terms for *myself*, but no partner had better use them with me unless I've told them it's okay or they've heard me use them in a sexual context first. *I* have reclaimed them, and *I* own them, and I get to choose who uses them with me. Anyone else gets to choose how or whether to use them as well.

Mags also has an excellent point about telling prospective partners about things that might set you off before you're in a situation where they might happen. Even though it might not be easy, and it might turn some guys off, I've always been up front with the guys I'm considering getting involved with about things that might be problematic in general, and I follow up with sex-specific things as soon as it looks like the connection might be heading that way. Some of the guys I've been involved with have asked, before I've even brought it up, if I have any triggers or "hard limits." Communication is important, even if--or maybe especially if--you're worried about what the person you're communicating with might think.
 
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