crystal_richardson_ wrote:no not controlled...made DEPRESSED
I get depressed so fast when I am ignored...it's really painful
it's probably the worst thing you could do to me.
Hey Crystal, spoken true to the point...I and others who had HPD lovers quickly came to understand her fear and hatred of that barren place - of being ignored. But in my experience the probable HPD I knew would try to manipulate and control me through what I would call 'male primalism.'
Male primalism, that testosterone-laden place that an HPD can bring a man. Is it purely manipulative, or is she also attracted to it, in and of itself?
First, RE being ignored - at least her perceiving she was being ignored - because maybe most of the time she was not really being ignored...in any relationship there are natural breathing spaces, pauses in the verbal and/or silent psycho-dialogue. The dial can't always be at 10, the needle always hard pegged to the left. If only she could understand that she was misinterpreting those pauses, going too far, succumbing to age-old fears?
So, anyhow, when you are physically joined with her, her lover, husband, maybe even soulmate (and, not a dense blockhead

One probable HPD woman I have known, speaking her own ideal:
"If you are really paying attention, I shouldn't have to tell you what I need - what I like and dislike."
Ok Hon! I can do that...an acceptable condition of this growing, hot, incredible union. Therefore I shall read you like a passionate novel, I will make you a romantic project like no other guy ever has: I will succeed, where all previous clowns have failed. [note: emerging arrogance]
So I threw caution to the wind and dived in to this sublime, uber-romance.
And, at first, it was thrilling, for the both of us...the sex, the emotional feedback between us was incredible, intoxicating, addicting. I have never been so been so blissfully one with another woman. Or so I thought. Or so I wished.
One day, one sunny day within the first six months, she became inexplicably unhappy, irritable. Just day to day variations, I first told myself. But it kept on popping up again and again, like toadstools on the lawn, longer in duration each time. So, still finely tuned to her, in so many words and expressions I asked, "what is it my love, what is it that troubles you...tell me what it is so we can talk it through." But no way, impatiently she said she didn't want to talk it out. So I suggested, "Ok, let's go see a shrink." Trying to dissolve what seemed like the usual shame issues associated with therapy, I said, "it's ok, if your leg was broken, you would go to the emergency room, right? So seeing a shrink for psych or emo problems is the same thing...nothing to be ashamed of." But from her expression of fear and contempt, she seemed even more afraid of the shrink idea than any potential discussions between us alone. Hmm.

As the bottom continued to inexplicably fall out of our fine-crafted romantic love, and as my frustration increased, ironically she seemed more and more attracted to the masculine, virile, oozy, sweaty strength as she saw a growing male anger rising up within me. But at other times, afraid, avoidant. Classic: push, pull? ...or maybe it just calls for caution, the delicate dance of rattling the wolf's cage - a certain excitement at the prospect of being bitten, but at the same time not getting bitten too badly?
Finally, as the romance continued to fall away and the sex dwindled, I firmly declared in male frustration...
"Ok, baby, what is it is that is bothering you? Please tell me what it is - so I can efficiently kill it."

Yeah and like Cracked Girl said, I do believe that violence is always wrong, and ultimately harmful for everyone. Thank God, the gods, the goddesses, or maybe just fate and random chance that I had the strength and self-restraint to get up and walk away from this erotic whirlpool, when I had to.
But I would be a liar if I said I wasn't temporarily "crazy made" by this whole experience...when control among two desperate human beings often becomes mutual abuse, and finally when the self-control to leave becomes your only salvation.