Growing up, I never felt guilty or shame or regret. Not that I recall anyway. An interesting contrast to the present where I wish I had never told my wife. I sometimes wish I had never had these kinks and was just "normal" when it came to sex. Maybe then my wife would love me and have no need to think I am weird. But mainly I just wish I had never told her. I feel she is frigid, up tight, judgemental and a just a whole lot of depressing negatives. That's me being negative and judgemental here.
As a kid I don't recall being overly scared of being found out. Mindful of it and knowing it was not socially normal. I suspect in hindsight that my mother probably knew at least something. She however was pretty laid back. Not a verbally aggressive person. To take a more vanilla thing, When I tried smoking as a kid, her response was to tell me to keep it outside. I think she kind of ignored things. I recall one time, she opened my bedroom door when I was standing there in one of my plastic singlets and she just closed the door. Several years later, I had acquired a leotard and used to wear it as underwear. I must have left it somewhere. She washed it and just put it in my underwear draw. Nothing was said.
I contrast the above with stories I read on the web where parents discover their kids cross dressing or wearing a nappy and they explode and punish the kid. Similarly the net seems to over flow with bare bottom punishment and I never saw or even heard of that. Finally when one reads on the net of kids who wet the bed or wore nappies. I can understand them being worried about being found out but I don't recall any of the kids I knew who either wore nappies to bed or who wet the bed ever being teased. I would imagine that in the heat of the moment, one kid may use that as a weapon against another kid but it did not seem to feature in my circle of friends anyway.
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