21
May
24

Head-Heart-Gut: Who to Believe

I do my best thinking in the bathroom. This time, in the shower.

So much is going through my mind and happening in my life at the moment. It can make your head spin. It makes you question your decisions and your ability to make good conscious decisions. And that is exactly what was happening as I was taking a shower and washing my hair this morning. Here is a picture of my inner dialogue:

Dee brain: Why are you even thinking about this? It is not under your control!

Dee brain(B) Response: Because it is on my mind and it is always on my mind and I HAVE to come to some decisions about it.

Dee brain: So who do you listen to? Your head?

Dee (B) Response(R): Nope. Your head gets filled with all kinds of nonsense. Fact and fiction, wishes and dreams. Your head won’t truly allow you to parse it all out and make a clean decision.

Dee brain: Well, you are really good at being logical and making pro/con lists… write it out, look at it, think it through and decide.

Dee (B) (R): Yeah, that is true but you know that you can skew the list and you are only kidding yourself if you do that. Head just may not be as reliable as you want it to be.

Dee brain: OK then… I KNOW not to listen to my heart because so often it leads me down the wrong path. My heart wants what it wants and that is NOT always the right thing.

Dee(B)(R): You got that right. When emotions make decisions, too many things can go wrong or turn out in ways that are not in your best interest.

Dee brain: So that brings me down to my GUT. I don’t think that is a bad thing, to listen to your gut.

Dee (B)(R): If you think back on so many decisions that you have made, when you LISTENED to your GUT, those decisions were about 99% the right ones. They didn’t always immediately look like they might be right, but OH BOY, your GUT saved you from some bad shit.

Rinsing my hair… GUT it is. There are some major decisions that will be happening in my life over the next year for sure. Most will be extremely emotionally charged. And to be true to myself, I MUST listen to my GUT because I know, deep down, it will help me make the right decisions for ME. And that is ultimately what matters most.

18
May
24

Depression Menu

I am not trying to be flippant, but I continue to learn more about this thing called depression as I experience each of my episodes. It feels like there is a menu of choices when it comes to diagnosing and treating depression. https://www.psychiatry.org/patients-families/depression/what-is-depression

Major Depressive Disorder (Clinical Depression)

Bipolar Disorder (Manic Depression)

Postpartum Depression (Peripartum Depression too)

Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD)

Psychotic Depression (Depression with Psychosis)

Disruptive Mood Dysregulation Disorder (DMDD)

Atypical Depression (Depression with Mood Reactivity)

Dysthymia (Persistent Depressive Disorder)

Premenstrual Dysphoric Disorder (PMDD)

Situational Depression (Reactive Depression)

It is interesting to read the differences between each of the subtypes of depression. For me, certain ones can absolutely be ruled out… I am NOT PMDD (and never was), DMDD (although I do believe this started when I was very young- I had nothing that signaled this type really), Psychotic Depression, SAD (although I LOVE the sun on my face), Bipolar Disorder, or Postpartum Depression.

So that leaves: Major Depressive Disorder, Atypical Depression, Dysthymia, and Situational Depression.

Some symptoms are common to all forms of depression: extreme fatigue, low energy, feeling of heaviness, sleep problems, lack of interest in things that always made you happy, intense feelings of sadness. Each also has their own unique markers that help a clinician decide which type you are experiencing.

Who are you? Who-oo, are you? I really wanna know…

Clinical Depression= characterized by at least two weeks of pervasive low mood (me), low self-esteem (was me before 6 years of therapy with my counselor, Loriane), and loss of interest or pleasure in normally enjoyable activities (nope).

Situational Depression= a short-term, stress-related type of depression. It can develop after you experience a traumatic event or series of events (yep at least twice). Situational depression is a type of adjustment disorder. It can make it hard for you to adjust to your everyday life following a traumatic event. It’s also known as reactive depression. (this is what I was originally diagnosed with, Adjustment Disorder, but after reading all of the different subtypes, I don’t think so anymore)

Atypical Depression= shares many of the typical symptoms of major depressive disorder or dysthymia but is characterized by improved mood in response to positive events. Atypical depression also often features significant weight gain or an increased appetite (DEFINITELY ME), hypersomnia, a heavy sensation in the limbs, and interpersonal rejection sensitivity that results in significant social or occupational impairment(nope). There is even a subcategory associated with Melancholy.

Dysthymia= Dysthymia is a milder, but long-lasting form of depression. People with this condition may also have bouts of major depression at times. Dysthymia affects women twice as often as men. Chronic stress and trauma have also been linked to this condition. Because this condition usually last for longer than 5 years, long-term treatment may be needed. (This feels like me! I hope the Psychiatrist and counselor agree!)

How do I feel?

A couple positive things about me- I am FLEXIBLE, and I am RESILIENT because my depressive episodes hit again and again and again. Depression is with me all the time, but REALLY gets bad at times and that is when I get into trouble and seek help. Let’s see how I feel after week 2 of group.

15
May
24

Déjà vu…

Memory is a funny thing. Any of us who studied psychology learned that humans tend to retain their long term memories much better than short term memories. I am beginning to wonder how depression and anxiety affect memory. Why? There is an entire part of this blog site dedicated to my depression and I forgot that I had written that series of posts! It wasn’t really all that long ago, but I found them all and re-read them last night and discovered I made some errors in my last post. Mainly timing errors, but still… you would think that my mind would retain the timeframe of my depressive episodes because of the suicide ideations. Then again, my mind never “works according to Hoyle” [https://www.dictionary.com/browse/according–to–hoyle].

So, the DBT was actually 8 week cycles and I did do two cycles. Some of the concepts learned and practiced I still do today. RADICAL ACCEPTANCE was a big one. So many times in my life I thought that if I just did this or that a little more or better I could facilitate changes in other people’s behavior. I mean, that is basic Psychology 101- reinforce a desired behavior to increase the likelihood of it recurring… I think there are all sorts of labels for that specific behavior and none of them are good and none of them result in the changes one wants. TO LEARN TO ACCEPT THE THINGS YOU CANNOT CHANGE is a tough lesson but an essential life lesson if you are to remain sane. I will admit that it was a hard and elusive principle for me. I still have times when I see something that makes me wince and I think, “If I just do…. maybe…” and then I catch myself and say out loud, “THAT IS NOT IN YOUR CONTROL TO CHANGE, ACCEPT IT AND MOVE ON.” For me, saying it out loud makes a huge difference.

My first group session was yesterday and it went nicely. The group is small, all Medicare aged people, men and women… and all were dealing with some degree of depression and anxiety. They introduced themselves and indicated what brought them to the group and I did the same. It was the first time in my life that I sat and told a group of people I was suicidal. And it felt good to say it out loud, like I was letting it go just a little bit. The counselor leading the session talks about a skill that we can practice and everyone shared an example of using it. Then the rest of the session focuses on each person “checking in” with how they used the CPR principles. I will tell you more about those tomorrow when I share mine for the first time.

Thank you for checking in. I appreciate your support! Later, gator…

14
May
24

Darth Vader in my Head

I hate the word TRIGGER, but I must be a responsible writer and let you know that this blog entry as well most future entries may act as triggers for some readers concerned about depression and suicide. Warning complete.

Many of you know my mental health history and many do not. My IUP students during the 2000s had a front-row seat. For those who don’t know (and I realize this includes LOADS of family members), some history.

In 1984, I freaked out after accidentally picking up a dead spider. Yes, I literally completely lost my mind. I was crying, hyperventilating, nauseated, and could not function. I knew there was something seriously wrong with me and I had just had my son, Scott, so the first doctor I called was my OB. He made immediate time to see me and said he thought I was dealing with some depression and that Prozac could help along with counseling. My dose was 20mg… a spit in the ocean, he would say, as I was terribly concerned about using drugs of any sort.

I worked with Dr. Paul Friday (author of Friday Rules…he was on the news all the time as a consultant) who diagnosed me with Adjustment Disorder-Unspecified. OK. Can I say Adjustment Disorder was an understatement? But, I stuck with Dr. Friday for a bit until I got tired of him telling me basically to read and follow his book. I was feeling better, which I attributed to the Prozac more than therapy and moved on. Knowing that there was more than adjustment disorder, I tried to get into a post-partum depression study at Pitt. I went for testing and interviews and it was THERE that I learned that I actually had cycles of depression throughout my entire life. When I was a child in the 50s and 60s, kids weren’t depressed… maybe anxious about some things, but not depressed. Here was the kick in the pants- I WASN’T DEPRESSED ENOUGH for the study!

OK, then. I did my best with my Prozac and carried on. I had some ups and downs but nothing I recognized as life altering.

CUE: DARTH VADER, breathing… sucking life out of the universe… insidious representation of all things dark

Until 2006. The 2000s decade was the absolute worst. My mom was diagnosed with lung cancer (adenocarcinoma) September 19, 2002 and died of metastatic adenoma on September 19, 2003 (after being told when her lung was removed that she was ‘clean’). Her brother, died in November 2004 from his own adenocarcinoma. Then her sister, one of my favorite aunts, died in May 2005 from lung cancer. So, I lost them all to cancer within 18 months. Oh, but that is not all. In November 2005, at 3AM our smoke detectors went off and our house was on fire. We lost just about everything and were rehoused for about 8 months until the house was rebuilt. That was the beginning of the next serious depression.

I had a plan. I couldn’t deal with the constant physical, emotional, psychological pain. EVERY fiber on my being hurt all the time. I wanted and needed for it to end. I had a plan. I would drive my car, pedal to the metal, into a tree along route 286 on the way to IUP one day. I would be dead and that would be it….a terrible accident that maybe a deer had jumped in front of the car (that had already happened to me twice on the way to IUP!)and in swerving I lost control. NOBODY knew how depressed I was and I mean NOBODY. Not my husband, not my children, not my colleagues or students, not my friends. I masked it that well.

Well, the day came that I was ready to put the plan in action. But I must have had just a tiny bit of doubt because I started making phone calls. First, my sister… got voice mail and left no message. Next, my dad… no answer, left no message. And as I dropped deeper into darkness with each unanswered call I was ready. One more try… I called my best friend, Judie, who answered the phone and I was crying hysterically that I needed her, I wanted to die and I needed her help. JUDIE saved my life that day. She came to get me IMMEDIATELY and I sat in her car and sobbed. It felt like hours of crying.

The cold hard truth is that if Judie had not answered the phone, I would not be here to write this Blog entry.

I needed a medical leave, immediately, and was granted one. I told my students and my colleagues what was going on. Everyone was stunned. Nobody had a clue. At that point I began intensive DBT (Dialectical Behavioral Therapy) with a psychiatrist out in Export. I also had individual counseling with a Nurse/LCSW in Monroeville. The DBT group ran somewhere around 12 weeks and I went through two full cycles of it. At the end of the second cycle I was cleared to return to work ONLY if my responsibilities would be teaching and advising only. No more committees, no more leadership positions. Teach, advise, attend faculty meetings, go home. Thankfully, my department and college valued me and my abilities and welcomed me back with open arms understanding and accepting my limitations.

But DARTH VADER i.e. depression was always there, in the background, laying the groundwork for the next cycle to explode at some point in the future.

And 18 years later (my deep trough cycle is a two decades one apparently)… it has returned, with a vengeance. Yes, there is all kinds of stuff happening in my life right now. There is some stuff I can discuss here, and other stuff that MUST and WILL be kept private.

A couple weeks ago I became suicidal again. This time it took over my dreams. Every night I dreamt about ways to kill myself. Doesn’t make for good sleeping, I promise you. I actually told a friend about my lousy sleep and he asked me if my doctor could help me with my poor sleep. I responded that I didn’t trust myself with sleeping pills and THAT was the cold hard slap, giant RED FLAG that help was needed quickly. I immediately told Eddie what was going on. I called my current counselor (YES, I have been in counseling most of my adult life now) and she spoke to me at length and made some recommendations and some phone calls to find services for me. My phone calls weren’t getting me anywhere and the anxiety was getting off the charts, so I went to a 24-hour crisis center called RESOLVE. They assessed my functional level and determined that I should be referred for intensive out patient therapy focused on depression and anxiety. Within a week, I was accepted at a UPMC-Western Psych program and my first session was TODAY.

A lot to swallow for those of you who never had a clue. I am going to write a blog entry after every session I have because I feel deep in my soul that I need to be transparent about this mental cancer of Depression and Anxiety. I do not want to be in that pit of hurt, always wishing for it to just end.

So, that is my plan. Mental and physical health supported by friends and family who do care that I matter in the world. And the goal that I WILL feel that way about myself as well… I matter.

21
Oct
16

Invis-ability…

It’s been a few weeks since I posted to the blog…been following up on the tune up I mentioned several weeks ago…working on redeveloping my distress tolerance skills. So far, so good…being more in the moment, breathing better, better mindfulness; I am calmer and recognizing better those things over which I have no control…not letting them bother me…yay for DBT!

So, the next series of blog posts are going to be about things that are rather invisible to our naked eye, but OH SO REAL A CONCERN for those who live with that invisible “thing”. I am calling it a “thing” because most people would call these things disabilities. That implies that a person is somehow not ‘normal’. What I want to dispel, as I tried to do in the last two series of posts about depression and BDSM, is that having something physically different about you does not make you not normal…IT MAKES YOU DIFFERENT and DIFFERENT IS NOT BAD. Different needs to be understood and appreciated.

The next several posts will each focus on one invis-ability. There is so much I still don’t know about some of the things I plan to discuss so it will be a learning journey for me as well as you.

What???

Did you hear something???

Me neither…better investigate……

07
Oct
16

Finally…a friendship question!

This has been an interesting series of posts….my intent was to educate, to help people understand a topic that is always maligned and is often misunderstood. Even using the term BDSM or kink is an anathema to many. I wanted my readers to learn something about a topic that is pretty foreign to most (including me), to learn that people who participate in BDSM activities aren’t sick, or the devil, or deranged, or out to get you. I wanted to kind of remind people that what they choose to do, with each other, in the privacy of their own lives is nobody’s business but theirs. If they choose to play in public, again, THEIR choice and not one that they should be hung out to dry over. As I said in the first post…kinksters are you and me and your relatives and your neighbors.

I hope I was able to share enough about the lifestyle that you did get that message. And, if you want to learn more, there are many LEGITIMATE places to go to learn, where you won’t be embarrassed to meet people and ask questions. They won’t bite.

What I did NOT expect, was to lose friendships over posting these informational pieces. Yes, I made friends with a number of people in the kink community and to protect them from how horrible people can be, there was NEVER going to be a point where I was going to identify anyone…and I haven’t. My kink friends will forever remain anonymous to you…as it should be. I was surprised, however, to be unfriended by some people who took HUGE OFFENSE at the topic of my discussion. It is their right, of course, to decide that my friendship was no longer warranted, but, it saddened me that their judgementalism was the basis of the friendship loss. It’s one thing if I personally attack you and make you angry…but, to decide that discussing a topic like BDSM in the open is so horrible an offense…well then, I guess we really weren’t friends at all!

Many thanks to those of you who read and commented. It’s time to put this one to bed and move on to the next topic.

06
Oct
16

Toys R Us

This absolutely made me laugh….for nearly every kink type toy out there, one can go into a hardware store, game store, kitchen store, toy store, any store and find what my friends call….

are you ready?

pervertibles

They explained to me that one does not need to spend hundreds of dollars on many of the items used during play activities. I mean, there are lots of legitimate dealers who make and sell many of the ‘toys’ used. Again, if you don’t believe me, just Google it…you will be astounded!

I digress….You don’t need to spend big money if you have the slightest ability to think flexibly/creatively…all you need do is walk through the aisles of many stores and you will find very close facsimiles…the PERVERTIBLES, that cost so much less and, according to those who know, work just about equally well.

Many of the pervertibles are used for impact or sensory play type activities. Spanking, flogging, tickling, massaging, stroking, scratching, smacking, pinching can all be accomplished using everyday items. Can’t picture it? Let me help you…in the left column are the ‘official’ items, the right column has your everyday household items

 

And that is just the quick stuff I came up with for this post. There really is an unlimited number of products one can find to stimulate the senses.

To think, just a couple years ago I had literally NOT A CLUE about any of this…it has been a fun journey learning about the BDSM lifestyle and meeting the wonderful people who are a part of this seriously misunderstood group.

Next up….closing out this blog segment with some Final Thoughts

03
Oct
16

Please, Sir: can I have some more?

A line from ‘Oliver’ but so very appropriate for our topic too ;-D

Another very interesting part of the BDSM lifestyle is the various types of relationships people have with one another. There are labels or descriptors for these relationships that are pretty standard in the BDSM literature. My experience with my friends has shown me that the relationships  don’t always resemble the definitions given and like any other human relationship, there are variations within each theme. The idea of ‘power exchange’ is a part of these relationships. And the idea of SSC- Safe, Sane, Consensual is also paramount.

The terms kind of define the individual in the position of control or power. Here are some examples and by no means an exhaustive list:

  • Dom/Domme(D/D)-Sub: in this relationship the man (Dom) or woman (Domme) is in the power position and the Sub (Submissive) is the individual who is willingly ‘under the control’ of the Dom/Domme. From my understanding and observation, this relationship is not typically a 24/7 one, but rather one that occurs when the two consenting adults are communicating, playing, interacting in some way. For a simple example, the D/D may want the s to dress or behave a particular way for a specified period of time. The types of potential interactions are unlimited and the people in the relationship have agreed upon the parameters. It is possible to have a D/s distance relationship (a few of my friends are in this type of relationship).  This relationship is not necessarily limited to two people. A polyamorous family may be led by a D/D and the others in the family may be in the s role, or a play partner, or some other role.
  • Top/Bottom/Switch – again, these terms relate to the individual who is in control of the scene being played out. The Top is typically the person leading the activity, the Bottom is the person receiving the action in the activity. When a person is a Switch, it means that they like to be in both positions depending on the activity, who the play partner is, or any other possible parameter of an agreed upon meeting of two people. The people who identify themselves as a Top/Bottom/Switch seem to do so only for the purposes of play. Once the scene is done, so is their particular role.
  • Daddy/Little/Middle – my friends who identify themselves with one of these terms have a particular mindset during play with their partners. I have a friend who is female but identifies in some play activities as a Daddy, providing emotional support and sometimes discipline to the partner. Friends who identify as Middles like to do things, dress, or behave like young adolescents during play activities. Those identifying as Littles behave like younger children. Both men and women can identify as Middles or Littles. Be assured that during their non-play life, they are just as adult as you and I.

In addition to designated or self-identified roles, there are a whole variety of scenes that can occur during BDSM interactions. There is cosplay (think costume), roleplay (Peter Pan and Tinkerbell anyone?), pony play (yep, just like it sounds), or age play. Again, not an exhaustive list…just a sample. These scenes can be extremely detailed in the organization, setting, clothing, script, or very spontaneous; the key is that they meet the needs of the participants.

There are MANY other kinds of relationships, descriptive labels, and scenes. I just wanted to touch on a few in this post. As I mentioned previously, a really excellent source of information is a website called Fetlife. It has an extremely comprehensive listing of all things BDSM. In order to access it, you must become a member. For a quick reference requiring no membership, pop over here to peruse an alphabetical listing of BDSM related terminology.

So what else is there to talk about?

TOYS…up next!

 

 

02
Oct
16

Intro to Kink

Over the course of the last three years, I’ve had so many conversations with people who identify themselves as kinksters or a participant in the BDSM lifestyle. Through those many conversations, I have learned to understand and be respectful of the choices that they make in regard to their lifestyle.

There are some principles basic to ALL forms of BDSM play or interaction; the most important I think is CONSENT. All parties involved MUST GIVE CONSENT, INFORMED CONSENT before any activity occurs. In other words, one should not in any way engage in any type of BDSM activity unless he and/or she explicitly states that they completely understand what they are going to be doing and approve of that activity. In addition to consent, there also needs to be SAFE WORDS selected that are used to stop the activity immediately in the event that it becomes too much for a participant to handle. Seriously, RED is a safe word that is used. And, after practically every single ‘play’ activity is a time for aftercare…a time to calm down and talk about the experience. Everyone I talked to said that all three of these elements is very important to having a positive experience.

I wondered about the idea of consent between married couples, and please believe me when I tell you that there are TONS of married couples who are part of the community. Even they give consent and have safe words; it is that important and fundamental to the lifestyle.

Gosh, so much to talk about.

Let’s talk a little bit about fetishes. I kind of like this definition (https://www.vocabulary.com/dictionary/fetish)-A fetish is defined as:

… an extremely strong devotion to something. There are sexual fetishes and nonsexual fetishes: both are obsessive interests.

There are literally thousands of fetishes, sexual and nonsexual. I found it extremely interesting that people with fetishes respond to that fetish in a great variety of ways, not all of which are what we would consider sexual! I spoke to many people whose fetishes simply made them feel better, calmed them, gave them an internal sense of peace, or perhaps gave them an internal sense of control. The thing that made it a fetish was that it was a real integral part of that person. They truly could not separate themselves from their fetish…it was a part of who they are and in so many cases, each person could unequivocally say that they had ALWAYS felt that way about their fetish from childhood or their teen years.

One of the fetishes so many people enjoy is spanking. I cannot even begin to tell you how many books have been written on how to spank properly! There are several types of spanking that serve different purposes…who knew?! I read two books about spanking. Consensual Spanking by Jules Markham is considered a classic book in providing explicit information regarding the various types of spanking and the how tos-dos and don’ts. It was well written, easy to read, and did give excellent information. The other book I read is Sex with Shakespeare:Here’s Much to Do with Pain, but More with Love by Jillian Keenan. I will never think about Shakespeare the same way again after reading this book! This author shared her life experiences as a person with a spanking fetish who studied Shakespeare (really, for her thesis!) through a kink lens. What was actually more compelling than the pretty nifty kink paradigms she found in all of Shakespeare’s work, was her very well written description of what it is like for HER to be a person who simply cannot live without being spanked and the fact that she had her spanking fetish from the absolute earliest memories she had. She did not develop the fetish because of anything anyone did to her as a child; it was always there and always something that she physically craved. Again, her need was not a sexual gratification one…she physically needed to be spanked. It made her feel balanced, better, whole.

I know…it is kind of hard to wrap your head around that, but, please, don’t close your own mind to the possibility that this is something that is very very NORMAL for some people. It is a personal idiosyncrasy (we ALL have them), it is not something to fear or be weirded out about. The people I know with all kinds of fetishes  are no different from you and me.

Related to the spanking genre are other impact types of kink activities, some of which may or may not be a fetish. Flogging, for example, is also an impact (striking) activity that MANY people really enjoy. The variety of floggers is astounding. They are made of many different materials, they are various lengths, they provide all different sorts of  sting from a sharp sting to a dull soft thud.

Spanking and flogging were two things I was really curious about. I couldn’t picture in my mind how someone would want to be whacked like that and that it could feel good! So, after a few munches and many conversations with some folks who were becoming friends, I was invited to attend a private party JUST TO WATCH. Let me interject here that within the kink community, they are like any other social group. There are large ‘play’ parties that are sponsored by the local group where a variety of play equipment is provided, food is provided, safety monitors are present, a quiet space for aftercare is available, and people register and pay a fee to attend. At a private party, only those specifically invited are able to attend. Depending on the person hosting the party, there is a variety of equipment available, there are often several different play spaces available, there is always a quiet place for aftercare, and there is a place for food and talk.

I went to the party, excited and yet nervous. Just like with the munch, I had no frame of reference and had no idea what to expect. One thing that was different was that I actually knew several of the people at the party so I wasn’t going in blind…at least not completely blind! There was delicious food and a great area to just sit back and chat…people don’t play the entire time, after all! There were ‘centers’ set up with different types of equipment. Now THIS was going to be a major learning experience for me. Oh. My. God…all this stuff I had read about in 50 Shades or heard talked about in various conversations…yikes…there it all was! A St. Andrew’s Cross, a spanking bench, a lacing table just to name a few. I will admit, it was a tad unnerving seeing all this stuff up close and personal after having read about them.

There were massage tables set up (strictly massage!), there was an area out back for fire cupping (actually also a form of alternative medicine) and other set ups for other types of equipment or play. I stayed inside because I really wanted to watch the spanking and flogging activities.

WOW…

It was fascinating watching the individuals being spanked or flogged get into their headspace and so thoroughly enjoy the impacts being applied. In the spanking area, hands, paddles, and belts were used. On the St. Andrew’s cross, all sorts of floggers were used from the thuddy soft types of materials to the thin dragontail type whip. Seriously, I just sat and watched, thinking…how do they know when they had enough? How does their partner doing the spanking and flogging know when enough is enough?! So, after the scenes were finished and the parties had time for aftercare, I asked.

This is where I learned quite a lot about the physiological connection between pleasure and pain. There was a PhD neuroscientist at the party who does major research in the area of the pleasure-pain connection.

Again, WHO KNEW?

In the brain there is a direct connection between the areas that perceive and respond chemically to both pain and pleasure. At a certain point, when pain is being felt, there is a chemical jump in the receptors and the person begins to feel pleasure from the sensations. This has to do with adrenaline, endorphins, and something called oxytocins.

It is all kind of complicated but years of research by neuroscientists have found links in the brain associated with all sorts of touch. Do a search if you want to know more!

But, I digress. The point being that the folks who so very much enjoy the sensations they get from their impact play or other sensory play (like using TENS units for stimulation, something called a violet wand, all manner of vibrators and vibration devices) ultimately get pleasure from the pain. As far as how much is enough? Everyone told me that they know from previous experience how much they can take…both the giver and the receiver. Sometimes they want to push their limits and that target is discussed BEFORE they start the scene; this might be when the safe word is especially important. The giver MUST stop as soon as the receiver uses the designated word. At that point, both parties have learned what the new limit is for giving and receiving.

All in all, attending the party did a great deal to educate me about a variety of aspects of the BDSM experience. It absolutely helped me understand the importance of consent, safe words, aftercare, scene etiquette, and it allowed me to see what some of the lifestyle was all about.

Obviously there is MUCH MUCH more to the basics of kink. My purpose in this post was just to give you a sense of some of what I wanted to know more about and understand better.

Next post,  relationships.

 

27
Sep
16

Begin in the beginning

I read the 50 Shades series during a week at the beach and talked about the books with my hubby. We talked about things in the movies, other books, and things on TV that were related in one way or another and then out of the blue I said…”I wonder if there is a kink site in Pittsburgh! I think I’ll Google it!”

Oh, the power of Google. OF COURSE there is a group in Pittsburgh! I sat there, kind of dumbfounded, and looked at my hubby and said, “I gotta check this out!”  He looked at me, laughed, kind of did the ‘oh, there you go again look’ and said, “Go for it.”

So, I did. I researched the local group and that led me to a larger umbrella group that is worldwide called Fetlife. Now, there are a number of other groups out there I subsequently learned, but, from all that I was reading, it seemed that Fetlife was the group most favored for a number of reasons, safety being at the top.

Well, the local group’s website was filled with all sorts of wonderful information about the group itself, its history, and the manner in which one might become involved.  It was also  fairly easy to be in touch with the leaders of the group and they very clearly indicated that they were open to answering any questions that anyone might have. You know me….questions GALORE!

I learned that every month, most of the groups around the world have open meetings called Munches. The purpose of the Munch is strictly socialization, come eat and talk. Come meet some people in the group and ask your questions. Seriously? Just walk into one of the very public and popular restaurants in Pittsburgh and walk right into the room reserved for the group for the evening and have a chat!  Hmmmmm, I sent an email message to one of the group leaders and expressed my interest also stating that I was actually rather nervous at the prospect of meeting this group of people. I carried ALL of the preconceptions that I believe most people have about the entire BDSM thing. I got a pretty prompt response assuring me that I was most welcome and that I had nothing to fear. People would be friendly and willing to talk with me and that there was absolutely no attempts at cajoling one to become a member of the group. Interestingly, in Pittsburgh, the group is actually split by age….This Generation is for individuals 35 years and older and Next Generation is for 18-35. Another thing I learned VERY QUICKLY is that under NO CIRCUMSTANCES is anyone under the age of 18 permitted to even attend a Munch, and, on top of that, they absolutely ‘card’ everyone in the younger group to ensure that alcohol is not served to anyone under 21.  They take age restrictions very seriously.

Hmmmmmm. My interest was piqued. I would be in a completely open and public place, there would be no shenanigans going on, I could have some intelligent conversation (hopefully) with some nice people (hopefully) and get my questions answered.  In the interest of full disclosure, my husband was a bit nervous about me checking this all out BUT, he said, go ahead, have a good time, be safe. He knew exactly where I was, how long I would be there, and I had my cell phone.

So, I went to my first Munch! I was  a nervous wreck walking in the restaurant, looking around not sure where to go. Would the people be dressed all leather-like or lacy or what?! Would they be walking around getting their freak on? Would they all be full of tats with pink and purple hair? I just had no idea what to expect. I asked a waitress where the group was meeting and she directed me to the meeting area…and

there were lots of people

sitting around tables and at the bar

eating

and talking

smiling and having a lovely time…

COOL!

One of the leaders noticed me looking around and immediately came over to greet me, introduced herself and guided me right over to a small group sitting at the bar. She introduced me to the two couples and then took her leave. The two men and women immediately turned their attention to me and introduced themselves and asked how I came to learn about the group. Easy, comfortable, nice conversation!

I spent the next three hours munching and talking to about 25-30 different people, most were in their 40s and 50s…a few in their 60s and one women was 70! Talk about diverse!!! All nationalities, all ethnicities, all levels of kink engagement from Master/Slave to top/bottom/switch…all kinds of interests/fetishes. YES, I did engage in that conversation because I wanted to know, I was curious to understand and EVERY SINGLE PERSON was open and willing to talk to me and explain their particular ‘thing’. As I said in the first entry on this topic…these interesting people were no different than you and me. I met computer programmers, nurses, accountants, stage and costume designers, college professors (several), a microbiologist, an equine trainer, a neurobiologist, a model, a floral designer, a dancer….we shared pictures of our children and grandchildren!

I was enthralled!  There were so many questions I had and I had found a group of people who genuinely simply wanted me to understand and get my questions answered.

As an aside, though, one wonderful gentleman in particular (who has since become a very good friend)  warned me to be careful. He indicated that there are always unscrupulous pervs in any group and that if I decided to get more involved, then I should find a good friend who I could trust and vet any person who might seem to get too cozy. Excellent words of advice!

So, that was my very first experience in the world of BDSM. I went home, excited to share, and wanting to learn more.

 




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