Okay, I am quite embarrased by talking / writing this anywhere...
But there is the person I love... and me.
First of all, I have to say, my parents never loved me. I don't really know this "love" and I have self-defeating and dependent personality disorder.
I never liked anything romantic, like roses and candle-lite dinner - it always had been trash in my eyes.
And the only ones who "fall in love for me" are romantic guys...
Well, I am lesbian. And there I met this girl... she isn't romantic and I want to get closer to her. But I am scared if she sees me as a monster if I tell her I want to be her slave. And everytime I am depressed she should hurt me and let me forget about my past and problems.
She is the only one I have left in my life and I don't want to scare her. I just don't want to be alone anymore. I need someone who has complete control over me and orders me what to do. I have been hurt a lot in past, so I need to be hurt in future, too.
I need a person who whips me and ties me up... It feels right to be a slave of someone. Being the beloved happy smiling girl sucks in my eyes and it doesn't feel right.
Hurting myself will not work forever... I need that someway more.
I don't want to tell her, I am a masochist, but if she wanders off with another one, I'll end up alone again.
It's my biggest wish to be her own and doing everything for her...
It's right like that, isn't it?
Or am I a monster?