by Snaga » Sun Feb 25, 2024 7:50 pm
I think I can relate some.
Moderator note here- keep in mind that we no longer have a Paraphilas forum, and BDSM was a subforum of that- I think as long as we're talking about the whys, we're okay, but I do reserve the right to shut down the conversation if we find ourselves (or others try to steer it) moving into a discussion of BDSM. Unfortunately that's something that's out of my control, there are reasons we no longer allow Paraphilia discussions.
From members in the Sexual Abuse forum, and from my own experiences, I'm going to guess what you're describing isn't very uncommon. One explanation I've heard is things like this are a way of taking control over sexual abuse pasts. Doing it on 'your' terms, I suppose. I don't know if that's a deeper aspect to what I'm about to say next, or not- that in my case, I think my grooming turned me on to the idea of being passive, and not in control of sexual activity. After my grooming (which wasn't completed but it still left an indelible mark on me and my sexuality) I found myself very interested in the same things you write of. And while you're not quite calling the bath times with your mom sexual abuse, still, it was sexual, and it was during childhood, and it was something not quite under your control. I think these kind of things turn us in the direction you speak of, I know I have the same sort of fantasies you describe. Some of my fantasies quite extreme as far as being sexually injured- certainly nothing I would have wanted to actually go through, in real life you'd think 'that's horrifying', because it would be. So yeah you're definitely not alone in this.
I really don't think you (or I) who experienced what's on the surface 'light' sexual grooming/awkward situations with grownups, are technically any different from the rape survivors I've spoken with who admit to fantasizing about being raped again. To me, it's a matter of degree, that's all. Some of us are just more bent in that sort of direction even with less of a 'push' that way than others who experienced more overt forms of sexual abuse or at the very least, inappropriate sexual situations as children.
Also let's face it- some of us just like that kind of thing- sticks and stones may break my bones, but whips and chains excite me. Or as Freud is said to have said- sometimes a cigar is just a cigar. In the end, we could pick something like this to death and never know for sure, I suppose. Sometimes I idly think it'd be interesting to go to therapy and find out exactly what makes me tick, but then I think well I'm so old now what would I do with the information, doesn't seem to be much of a point at this late stage for me.