CallaFirestormBW -> RE: "Honey, It took us three years to get to the point where you can slap me in the face." (8/1/2009 6:17:08 PM)
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I know not many people have to deal with this, but I suspect more than a few have something sort of similar. I went through a phase where the slightest touch would trigger pain cascades because of the autoimmune illness I have, and even though that has been quiescent for over 20 years, thanks to a very skilled MD/DHom who has worked with me and who is now teaching my beloved, I still panic unless I can -plan- for touch. Once I've planned for it, I'm ok, but I'm afraid to -relax-, because I'm afraid that if I don't carefully control my muscles, the pain will return one day and I won't be prepared. It took nearly six years with my beloveds before I could relax enough to not stiffen up so much I would trigger a neuro reaction and end up in spasms during a simple, gentle massage. Because I am -very- particular about how, when, and where I am touched (not that I don't like hugs or whatever... but I like to be the one controlling -if- it happens, and how long it lasts and how close we touch...) just reaching the point where I could let one of them initiate a hug or intimate touch, or, more particularly, -surprise- me with a shoulder rub or a kiss from behind was -huge- for me... and it was a nightmare while I was training for my crop (though if I hadn't put myself through that, I might never have faced the dragon). I can completely understand how something, especially something we're conditioned to thing we ought to avoid or fear, could take a bit of time to trust someone enough to let that be a part of daily living... and how it might be an interesting challenge, on both sides of the kneel, to work with, and I know that sometimes, it throws people who don't know us off. Dame Calla
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