There is a lot more masochism outside of the sexual realm.
This is true.
One daughter is a tweenager and around this time last year, I discovered she had been cutting. And of course, I slipped into lecturey Mama Bear mode. But then I started talking with her… and listening to her.
I asked her why she was cutting, primarily concerned that she was attempting self-harm. She denied that, stated “I have no desire to harm myself.” Not realizing how she does not perceive the disconnect, I asked her “why?”
She said something that blew my mind a little. She said “because I can feel it. It makes me feel… something.”
THAT. Exactly that, right there. I can 100% understand that.
Because I have said/felt exactly the same thing before.
My kid has no idea I like it rough sometimes. Or that I need pain, sometimes. Want it.
And I had never connected the idea that it could run in families.
My younger brother expressed those very words to me on his 21st birthday, right before he slammed his fist into a marble countertop and broke the fingers on his left hand right in front of me.
I’m not saying I want it to be excruciating. I don’t need to recreate Fight Club in my kitchen.
For me… it can be, but it is not always, about sex at all. Sometimes, it’s about feeling something… anything. Sometimes, it’s about proving something to myself. Like “I can do this,” “I can handle this,” “this is nothing.”
And sometimes it is to ground me. When my anxiety or my OCD is “on,” and high and my brain is on fire with amped-up thoughts, a little bit of pain… or discomfort… grounds me.
And THEN, there are the moments when I am so close… so close… so close… and cannot climax because of all the things spinning in the world/between the ears, etc. And a touch of pain - grounding - pulls me back to the sensations between my legs.
And sometimes… that just… (sigh)… works.
It works.
That said. My “ouch” may be quite vanilla compared to someone else’s “ouch,” sure. I may enjoy watching Master Costello videos and get off on them… but I probably could not handle that brand/level of pain. Then again: dunno.