When you pour your heart into a blog, it makes you vulnerable. Vulnerable to attacks and opinions voiced at you from people you don't know and can't even see. i guess it's a form of exhibitionism, not unlike the thrill of letting go of your defences in submitting.
It can be arguably interpreted as a form of self-destruction. Or, fail that, maybe it simply makes you stronger. A slave's strength, after all, is in the acceptance of his weakness, his choice to vent it rather than shield it.
But at times, certain attacks make all the difference. There is something brutal about being attacked by somebody you don't see, somebody who seems to have found a weak spot and lashes out at you under cover of anonymity. And suddenly it makes you snap out of your submissiveness, react, revolt. The unfairness of it makes you angry and it feels like you can't take it anymore.
After all, being a slave, for me, is about submitting to the man who owns you, not taking abuse from anyone who's up for dishing it out.
1 comment:
i like when ppl are never wrong and only see unfairness in other remarks that might be true!
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