by LittleHallucynation » Sun Aug 27, 2017 8:28 pm
Thank you for your honesty. It's what I was asking for. This person I talked about left me in the assumption that, because of my social anxiety, she thought I wasn't able to enjoy life. This wasn't true at all and until that point I was able to feel a lot of joy inside, even though I was also uncomfortable on the outside. I thought I almost figured out the problem with my anorgasmia, being able to reach some trance like stage. After her forcing me all the time to relax and enjoy I actually feel so stressed about it that I do have sexual frustration due to not being able to enjoy, and I have frustrations with laughing and humor and all kinds of stuff. She has done a lot to me, sort of ruined my life in many ways. I feel so sad, all the time when I'm trying to have a good time, I'm so consiously trying that I don't. She tried to do tricks to make me trust her blindly, which I did, but to her it was never enough. I had a lot of paranoia, it was stimulated by my therapist and I wasn't aware of it. I tried to befriend her, to ask the questions necessary for me to feel comfortable. One of them was not judging my nervousness and stop obsessing about it. I needed that. She just let me face it all alone and I developed psychotic traits. I don't know why she was so essential. I wanted to make her join, to tell her everything about it. Instead of that fear took over my life and then they said it were delusions, but I prefer to call the delusions the product of 'social deprivation.'
-- Sun Aug 27, 2017 9:36 pm --
Since I was sixteen, there was boys trying to talk me into it. I felt very forced. I was manipulated until I did have forced sex. The memory is suppressed. I really didn't want to because I knew about my anorgasmia. I wasn't in love with them. They kept on talking, about how I must have sexual feelings and how it was normal at my age.
I became obsessed with the problem of not being able to feel relaxed, so I had to talk about it although I did not want to share. Now it's like I'm back in time. Boys tell me all kinds of stupid things, like 'If you had orgasms, you would be able to handle emotions differently,'(is your wife hysterical or inappeasable in her character?) or 'If I was your partner, you would have had one right away.'
By the way she found out and did judge me for it, I feel sickened by women having orgasms. I don't like sex anymore, while I used to have a high sex drive. I have never accepted that those boys could have ruined my sex life by traumatising and 'practiced' my boundaries and trust with many boys until I was able to have a relationship. I was proud of that. I have never wanted to change it for myself, only for others.
Dx: schizophrenia, borderline personality disorder, dependent personality disorder