Okay then, I know these guys, they like to get into some pretty nasty scenes, s&m type stuff. I go over there and basically let them do whatever they want to do to me. They treat me like shit, insult me, humilate me and hurt me. Only thing I know for sure is I'll be leaving there alive and pretty much in-tact the next morning. Other than that whatever they want to do is fine with me. I'm fair game. And you're right, they are users and predators but you know what? When this feeling overcomes me and I need to fulfill this need in me, to get hurt, to feel pain, I don't care who they are or what they are all I know is what they're going to give me. Yeah, next day when the feeling is gone I'm guilty all over again, feel like complete shit and totally ashamed of myself. But at the time... I don't know. I don't understand why I keep going back. It's like a drug, I'm addicted. It's like being with the guys who kidnapped me all over again only not quite so brutal. I can't figure out if I do it because I feel like at least this time I'm the one who is making the decision to allow this to happen to me, to my body. Or if I'm just fucked up and get off on being in pain or what.
So that's it.