I'm not out to my mother. At all. But I was at the beach with her about half a month after getting my cutting, so I got to explain that to her. <grin> I reached a compromise with the truth: she thinks it's a bit like a tattoo with no ink, scratched into the skin. Which it is. Kind of. She has the usual vanilla freak out reaction, then a common reaction that I really hate. We were talking about how I sometimes end up scratched by briers when I'm geocaching, and she said something about how she guessed I liked that fine. I know it's a defensive reaction: she's confused by the cutting so she's lashing out, but the sheer illogic of it frustrates me, and it happens so often. People find out you like being flogged, and they expect you to enjoy a toothache, a stubbed toe, a cut. It's kind of like the reaction people used to have to gays (still do, sometimes): if you like the same sex, you must like everyone of said sex, including me. Which is just dumb. Straight people don't like all people of the opposite sex. Most people like ice cream, but very few people like every flavor. Why should it be any different for flavors of pain? It's even worse here because I didn't enjoy the pain and was fairly proud of myself for withstanding it.
Time spent writing this: 9 minutes I could have spent in bed.
July 15 2005, 09:15:17 UTC 6 years ago
Where have you BEEN?
July 26 2005, 10:38:09 UTC 6 years ago
July 26 2005, 14:22:14 UTC 6 years ago
I don't understand the question.