I don’t have any particular sexual fetishes (although researching
fetishes and hearing about other people’s and even experiencing other people’s
sometimes turns me on), but if I did have a small fetish, I think it might be sharing
lots of details about me to lots of different people. Too much information sharing, by some people’s
standards.
I’m not talking about details like bank account, phone number
sort of stuff.
I’m talking about personal brain wave details related to my
true thoughts and feelings and artistic passions and forces and sources and
leanings.
Of course there are exceptions. For example, I don’t think
people should be frequently forcefully blurting themselves out in other people’s
faces or spaces. But within their own
space, I think people should often feel
free to express themselves as frequently and as openly as they choose.
And on a semi-related note, why should a strong, deep,
in-depth romantic relationship be kept a secret?
Maybe some people have fetishist slants towards the gleeful
joy of secrecy.
Not me. For the most
part I don’t desire to be kept a secret .
It makes me feel like I’m hidden
in a back room, waiting for him to be in the right mood for me. Or like I’m frequently put on hold and
sometimes I barely even exist inside his brain.
Or like I’m not powerful or important enough to be anything ongoing.
If he acts like I’m incredibly special and meaningful, but
only does so in front of me and keeps it secret in front of others, how is
that supposed to make me feel?
(Like a strange underwater pearl? Like a broken treasure lifted up and soon to be
thrown back down?)
It makes me feel like he might be interested in/communicating
with quite a few DIFFERENT women, so he doesn’t want to make any ONE of those
women openly public. To me, that’s okay as long as he’s straightforwardly
honest about it – and isn’t secretly acting as if each ONE is his favorite,
when he actually has several different favorites.
If he says he doesn’t know
what to tell me, does that mean he doesn’t relate to honest, open, ongoing
communication anymore?
Obviously every two people have some similar interests and
some differences (and it’s a matter of how those outweigh each other). In any
case, I think it’s important to be yourself and express yourself your way. I
mean what the heck is the point of diving yourself in with a partner if you
faked it at the beginning? Unless it’s your latest sexual experiment – or unless
you feel like staying committed to fakery all your life.
If you exaggerate what you are/are not interested in,
depending on the interests of your latest partner, what the heck is that all
about? For example, she’s not a
religious type; she might have her own spiritual leanings, but they’re not
related to standard church and god stuff – so you’re not a traditionally religious
person either; in fact you’ll downright make fun of overly religious types. Until your next partner is god-loving and suddenly
you love god too. Either that or you’re
a sudden shape shifter.
You've suddenly shifted towards the next partners leanings and are no wearing a fake cross necklace.
What happens when that cross breaks?
This sort of thing is why I left Facebook and won't return...I am just real tired of the games. I seem to be some kind of magnet for men who are otherwise committed but are miserable with their lives...I've been quite the outlet, quite the cheap escape. "Intimate drunken moments at Facebook"...um, the old school rural Texas ball busting bitch in me calls bullshit. The last straw for me was when a man I regarded as a friend started blatantly flirting with another writer and making it clear that he was doing with her what he had been doing with me...getting drunk and sending messages back and forth for hours. And he's married. So there's that. And he lives in another state. How many obstacles can one create? It's laughable. It's tacky. It's stupid. But I projected and created something beautiful where nothing beautiful existed and got some decent poems out of the experience. Also, the guy turned me onto some truly brilliant music and literature. I'm real glad. Sorry if I have over-shared in your space but this piece spoke to me. Loud.
ReplyDeleteIt's certainly not over sharing with me Misti; but I hope the guy isn't the first guy who popped into my head. I'll email you.
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