I have reached a maximum distress level tonight and I feel, no, I KNOW it is all my fault.
First off, I am mortified to admit this, especially due to the fact that I have PTSD, but I am into BDSM relationships. There is something about them that has always excited me even before my trauma(s) happened to me.
My fiance and I are in a pretty hardcore BDSM relationship. I am his "slave" and he is my "master." This is all fine and dandy in the bedroom, but lately he has turned up the sadism level to an uncomfortable high, and I am completely stuck within it.
The other night he demanded that I do something sexually (will not go into details, but it is illegal, immoral, and disgusting) that is pretty much identical to one of my traumatic experiences. The thought of it sent me into such a bad panic attack that I physically got ill. At first I agreed- as we have agreed that he makes the rules in the relationship (this is consensual) and as I thought about it- I begged him to spare me this one time and not to force me to do it.
Here is the crazy part- he has been the #1 person who has helped healed me from my other traumas, yet he refused to back down on this request. We got in such a heated fight that he threatened to do all I am afraid of: break off our engagement, cheat on me, go back to his ex-wife, and never speak to me. All because I refused to do this sexual act for him. I NEVER thought he would do this and I'm so confused and devastated by this. I am so confused and torn apart that I cannot tell whether or not he is being serious, or all of this is just some sick sexual side pleasure for him as well. Tonight he made my fears come true by telling me that he found some random girl on the internet to do what he wanted me to do, and he enjoyed it.
This all makes me sound like the biggest idiot alive and a hypocrite, a loser, and most of all a person who got exactly what I asked for. The only thing that is resounding in my head are my insides screaming "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT" and "YOU WILL LOSE HIM" and "WHAT KIND OF PERSON ASKS FOR THIS?"
I also have been reliving my trauma for the past 48 hours, so much so that I can remember how all of my senses reacted to the event. I am completely stuck and painted into a corner from which I can't escape.
First off, I am mortified to admit this, especially due to the fact that I have PTSD, but I am into BDSM relationships. There is something about them that has always excited me even before my trauma(s) happened to me.
My fiance and I are in a pretty hardcore BDSM relationship. I am his "slave" and he is my "master." This is all fine and dandy in the bedroom, but lately he has turned up the sadism level to an uncomfortable high, and I am completely stuck within it.
The other night he demanded that I do something sexually (will not go into details, but it is illegal, immoral, and disgusting) that is pretty much identical to one of my traumatic experiences. The thought of it sent me into such a bad panic attack that I physically got ill. At first I agreed- as we have agreed that he makes the rules in the relationship (this is consensual) and as I thought about it- I begged him to spare me this one time and not to force me to do it.
Here is the crazy part- he has been the #1 person who has helped healed me from my other traumas, yet he refused to back down on this request. We got in such a heated fight that he threatened to do all I am afraid of: break off our engagement, cheat on me, go back to his ex-wife, and never speak to me. All because I refused to do this sexual act for him. I NEVER thought he would do this and I'm so confused and devastated by this. I am so confused and torn apart that I cannot tell whether or not he is being serious, or all of this is just some sick sexual side pleasure for him as well. Tonight he made my fears come true by telling me that he found some random girl on the internet to do what he wanted me to do, and he enjoyed it.
This all makes me sound like the biggest idiot alive and a hypocrite, a loser, and most of all a person who got exactly what I asked for. The only thing that is resounding in my head are my insides screaming "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT" and "YOU WILL LOSE HIM" and "WHAT KIND OF PERSON ASKS FOR THIS?"
I also have been reliving my trauma for the past 48 hours, so much so that I can remember how all of my senses reacted to the event. I am completely stuck and painted into a corner from which I can't escape.