21122013
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I forgive myself
that I have accepted and allowed myself to define “good sex”
(success) and “bad sex” (failure) as ideas of what sex is / can
be, not realizing that these ideas are not actually real.
I forgive myself
that I have accepted and allowed myself to define “good sex” as
such where all participants are satisfied according to their
expectations about sex.
I forgive myself
that I have accepted and allowed myself to not question the
expectations I have / others have about sex, or the fact that we
expect anything out of sex at all.
I forgive myself
that I have accepted and allowed myself to define “bad sex” as
such where not all participants are satisfied according to their
expectations about sex.
I forgive myself
that I have accepted and allowed myself to not question the
phenomenon of having expectations about sex in the form of ideals,
fantasies, images, plans and assumptions, thus believing the
disappointment when sex is unsatisfactory/bad/failed and the
satisfaction when sex is good/successful.
I forgive myself
that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize that when/as I
have felt like the sex I've had has been successful I have in fact
created the experience myself through my expectations and that no
such thing as “doing sex right” exists in the physical reality.
I forgive myself
that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize that when/as I
have felt that the sex I've had has been a failure I have in fact
created the experience myself through my expectations and that no
such thing as “doing sex wrong” exists in the physical reality.
I forgive myself
that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize that there are
no right or wrong ways of having sex in the physical reality –
unless one has a practical goal that needs to take the physical
reality into consideration (such as reproducing, lol, then you don't
really have that many options).
I forgive myself
that I have accepted and allowed myself to create an ideal of what
sex “should be” like through the images I have been exposed to
willingly and unwillingly through the media of the culture I have
lived in (TV shows, movies, photography, fashion, magazines,
literature, visual arts, music), not realizing that none of the
images I believe to be sex is not in fact sex but an idea about sex –
a conceptual painting of a dimension of the physical reality.
I forgive myself
that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear that when and as sex
is what I have labeled as bad/unsatisfactory/failed, the consequence
of this will be that my partner will be disappointed, blame me for
their disappointment, judge me to be a failure and decide to invest
their time on someone “better” than me.
I forgive myself
that I have accepted and allowed myself to create the fear of this
trigger-reaction pattern based on the images I have been exposed to
by the media, not realizing that this, too, is an idea about how
people behave and what they expect of each other and not the actual
reality of human behavior itself.
I forgive myself
that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize that I can
affect human behavior through my application within the moment of
interaction.
I forgive myself
that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear my partner leaving me
because I have learned, believed and perceived that it would be a bad
thing to be alone.
I forgive myself
that I have accepted and allowed myself to not question my belief
that being alone is a bad thing, thus not realizing that both being
single and being in a relationship have their own benefits and
limitations – the conditions are simply different with differing
opportunities available.
I forgive myself
that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe and perceive that
when sex is what I have labeled as good/satisfactory/successful my
partner will be content, project their positive feelings on me and
believe me to be the source of their satisfaction, believe me to be a
worthwhile person and decide to continue to invest their time on me
because I'm “better” than others.
I forgive myself
that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize that by always
anticipating my partner's response to the “quality” of sex I keep
the relationship a target of a constant gamble where the platform of
the relationship is not stable at all as it has not been built on a
mutual agreement but is instead based on competition.
I forgive myself
that I have accepted and allowed myself to create my relationships
into a place of uncertainty and instability as I have believed and
perceived that the relationship depends on my “success” in sex,
thus building my tension, anxiety, fear, stress and pressure about
sex and thus causing myself to very often “fail” in sex as I have
been doing it through tension and fear for others instead of doing it
relaxed and open for myself.
I commit myself to
focus on communicating directly and self-honestly about sex with the
people whom I have sex with, as I have seen, realized and understood
that when and as I communicate about the things I fear their control
over me dissolves, thus enabling practical correction.
I commit myself to
explore sex through physical movement and the senses instead of the
ideas I have about sex.
I commit myself to
map out and walk through the ideas I have about sex – the
conceptual reality of layered shit that I have piled on top of the
simplicity of the physical reality.
Cool Emmi, thanks. I would write out SF within the title as Self Forgiveness as most people have no clue what SF stands for in and as our purification process. Can as well mean Science Fiction lol.
VastaaPoista