MyDoorsAreOpen
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With the exception of the people I work with on my job, and my immediate family, I've become more or less a shut-in during the past few years. After a sleepless night doing a lot of reading on the psychology of the sadist, I think I've figured out why. I am just very, very sick of having people walk into my life who see me as enjoyable to dominate.
I'm what you might call a sensitive soul. I've never wanted much more in life than to simply relieve people's pain and suffering. And I know I'm very good at doing just this, which is why I'm succeeding at the particular career I chose. I tend to be pretty well admired by the few people I'm close with. But I think it's fair to say I have absolutely no "killer edge", no hint of "don't fuck with me" that I think most people, to some extent, have learned to develop in their personalities.
Self-acceptance as a naturally gentle individual, particularly as a male, has been incredibly hard won. I know that I'm not inherently weak or worthless, and I really want to believe all I was taught by my idealistic parents about gentleness being a potential strength. But I am not particularly people-smart. I'm no chump, but I'm "simple" when it comes to people; I just get by. I can carry on a conversation with most people that isn't socially awkward at all, but I have no taste for complicated social games, or cultivating connections that are essentially instrumental. If I'm socially interacting with someone, it's purely for the joy of socially interacting with someone. I have no ulterior motives, and I want it to stay that way. I'm very much, "This is me. You can take me or leave me."
The problem is that I tend to serially attract people who see me as a great target for domination. This can take various forms (almost always social / psychological) that don't bear detailing here. But two common themes is that they tend to find my gentle temperment viscerally revolting, and they tend to become nastily vindictive to me when I calmly (and not without some satisfaction) let on that I'm not as naive or compliant as they thought I was, and won't be doing what they want. Believe it or not, I've even had a couple people raised in hard neighborhoods tell me straight up, "You'd be really fun to beat up."
The thing is, the way I am is as much a matter of principle for me as it is a matter of nature. "Be the change you want to see in the world," and all that. Simply put, I don't want to become hard, whether this is possible or not (and I suspect it's not.) Because if I became hard (or cynical) I think I would lose pretty much everything of value about me that I've spent my life cultivating. I've met plenty of brilliantly intelligent people with zero faith in humanity, and although I can understand where they're coming from, I don't envy them. I'm not coming to the dark side, no matter how tasty the cookies are.
So I've had really little choice but to have a very high wall, which I let very few people inside. I've made myself all but immune to loneliness. I really need very, very little social interaction to sustain me. I prefer to do most things for myself, and by myself, because I don't trust the tricky strings of obligation and manipulation that are often attached to letting other people do things for me.
Somehow I've managed to find a wonderful stable marriage and career, with people who have no desire to control or mold me. But that's after a lot of trial and error. And the memories of people in my past who've dominated me and wantonly treated me badly keep me up at night on a regular basis, sometimes literally shaking with anger.
I want to be open and free. I want to dance like no one is watching and love like I've never been hurt. I want to just take the bushel basket off my inner light and let it shine for the world to see. I'd love to publish books and blogs using my real name, and hold absolutely nothing back. But experience tells me that given everything else in this post I've said I want, this is too tall an order. There are some days when I wonder whether I haven't spent my whole life chasing absolutely the wrong goals. There are days when it's hard for me to believe that being sensitive or gentle is anything but a weakness,.
Other than "toughen up, buttercup", does anyone have any pieces of practical advice?
I'm what you might call a sensitive soul. I've never wanted much more in life than to simply relieve people's pain and suffering. And I know I'm very good at doing just this, which is why I'm succeeding at the particular career I chose. I tend to be pretty well admired by the few people I'm close with. But I think it's fair to say I have absolutely no "killer edge", no hint of "don't fuck with me" that I think most people, to some extent, have learned to develop in their personalities.
Self-acceptance as a naturally gentle individual, particularly as a male, has been incredibly hard won. I know that I'm not inherently weak or worthless, and I really want to believe all I was taught by my idealistic parents about gentleness being a potential strength. But I am not particularly people-smart. I'm no chump, but I'm "simple" when it comes to people; I just get by. I can carry on a conversation with most people that isn't socially awkward at all, but I have no taste for complicated social games, or cultivating connections that are essentially instrumental. If I'm socially interacting with someone, it's purely for the joy of socially interacting with someone. I have no ulterior motives, and I want it to stay that way. I'm very much, "This is me. You can take me or leave me."
The problem is that I tend to serially attract people who see me as a great target for domination. This can take various forms (almost always social / psychological) that don't bear detailing here. But two common themes is that they tend to find my gentle temperment viscerally revolting, and they tend to become nastily vindictive to me when I calmly (and not without some satisfaction) let on that I'm not as naive or compliant as they thought I was, and won't be doing what they want. Believe it or not, I've even had a couple people raised in hard neighborhoods tell me straight up, "You'd be really fun to beat up."
The thing is, the way I am is as much a matter of principle for me as it is a matter of nature. "Be the change you want to see in the world," and all that. Simply put, I don't want to become hard, whether this is possible or not (and I suspect it's not.) Because if I became hard (or cynical) I think I would lose pretty much everything of value about me that I've spent my life cultivating. I've met plenty of brilliantly intelligent people with zero faith in humanity, and although I can understand where they're coming from, I don't envy them. I'm not coming to the dark side, no matter how tasty the cookies are.
So I've had really little choice but to have a very high wall, which I let very few people inside. I've made myself all but immune to loneliness. I really need very, very little social interaction to sustain me. I prefer to do most things for myself, and by myself, because I don't trust the tricky strings of obligation and manipulation that are often attached to letting other people do things for me.
Somehow I've managed to find a wonderful stable marriage and career, with people who have no desire to control or mold me. But that's after a lot of trial and error. And the memories of people in my past who've dominated me and wantonly treated me badly keep me up at night on a regular basis, sometimes literally shaking with anger.
I want to be open and free. I want to dance like no one is watching and love like I've never been hurt. I want to just take the bushel basket off my inner light and let it shine for the world to see. I'd love to publish books and blogs using my real name, and hold absolutely nothing back. But experience tells me that given everything else in this post I've said I want, this is too tall an order. There are some days when I wonder whether I haven't spent my whole life chasing absolutely the wrong goals. There are days when it's hard for me to believe that being sensitive or gentle is anything but a weakness,.
Other than "toughen up, buttercup", does anyone have any pieces of practical advice?