Nexvyr
Member
- Nov 7, 2024
- 7
Sorry for my bad English (half of the text is translated using Google Translate) and for writing so much.
Why do I go to sex clubs over and over again even though it's against my Christian faith, I'm asexual and I don't really want to have sex?
It mostly happens that someone drags me along to have sex in a secluded room, after which I'm pretty passive.
I often feel in the moment as if I'm going on autopilot or "leaving my body".
Growing up, I was abused, both by my parents (for short periods) and classmates, saw my mother being abused a few times by my father, was possibly raped by a teacher assistant at the age of 8 (I don't remember for sure though, it could be a fabricated memory) and had my pants pulled down by older students in public in the schoolyard at the age of 8.
I wrote and asked ChatGPT about this, who believes that this has become a kind of self-harming behavior. A little over 4 years ago, when I was 14, I used to cut myself with razor blades or heat keys with a lighter and press them against my wrists, but I managed to stop doing that and feel better for a while. However, I now often feel worse again, especially now during the winter, and sometimes miss the sweet relaxing feeling that it gave me. However, I have managed to resist this lately, which I think is positive.
My feelings have now gotten so far during the winter that I yesterday attempted suicide by partially suspended hanging, but chickened out when I was almost about to pass out. If I had succeeded, that would been a very simple solution to all my problems. Many people answer with the usual "suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem", but I genuinely don't think that's true for me. I really feel that I get no pleasure/pleasure from living and that I don't mean anything to anyone else. Therefore, suicide would be the best solution.
I don't know why I'm writing this. Actually, I just want to vent and hear someone else's thoughts on it. Why do you think I go to a sex club, when it doesn't give me anything?
Why do I go to sex clubs over and over again even though it's against my Christian faith, I'm asexual and I don't really want to have sex?
It mostly happens that someone drags me along to have sex in a secluded room, after which I'm pretty passive.
I often feel in the moment as if I'm going on autopilot or "leaving my body".
Growing up, I was abused, both by my parents (for short periods) and classmates, saw my mother being abused a few times by my father, was possibly raped by a teacher assistant at the age of 8 (I don't remember for sure though, it could be a fabricated memory) and had my pants pulled down by older students in public in the schoolyard at the age of 8.
I wrote and asked ChatGPT about this, who believes that this has become a kind of self-harming behavior. A little over 4 years ago, when I was 14, I used to cut myself with razor blades or heat keys with a lighter and press them against my wrists, but I managed to stop doing that and feel better for a while. However, I now often feel worse again, especially now during the winter, and sometimes miss the sweet relaxing feeling that it gave me. However, I have managed to resist this lately, which I think is positive.
My feelings have now gotten so far during the winter that I yesterday attempted suicide by partially suspended hanging, but chickened out when I was almost about to pass out. If I had succeeded, that would been a very simple solution to all my problems. Many people answer with the usual "suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem", but I genuinely don't think that's true for me. I really feel that I get no pleasure/pleasure from living and that I don't mean anything to anyone else. Therefore, suicide would be the best solution.
I don't know why I'm writing this. Actually, I just want to vent and hear someone else's thoughts on it. Why do you think I go to a sex club, when it doesn't give me anything?