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Damaged goods

June 23, 2005

After writing my post and telling some of my friends and lovers about what happened on Monday night, I was weirdly unsatisfied and angry at the responses. It wasn’t any one response in particular, or any particular combination of words – but I just felt angry at the world. I know everyone means well, but being hurt and fucked up in the head kinda makes me hate everything and read genuine sentiments from people who don’t know what to say as useless platitudes. This is because as bad as other people may feel about things, everyone but me can go on their merry fucking way, and I do mean fucking. I, on the other hand, have a lacerated labia and a damaged sexual imagination at the moment. Seeing Todd’s hand emerge from my cunt covered in my blood is an image that I replay in my brain a thousand times a second. I can’t shake it.

I’ve decided that I really don’t care how other people feel about this incident or what it brings up for them. I’m not doing damage control, I don’t care if anyone I tell is upset or angered by what I’ve got to say about what happened to me, because I’m carrying the broken burden of what happened to me.

Maybe that’s an overly aggressive or hostile way to put it out there – but I feel very raw emotionally and broken physically, and I think that’s a significant and important place to write from – no apologies. And really, this is the power of blogging – I’m writing from where I am right now, in this moment of horror, shock, and anger. At first I thought I should let some of that subside before I wrote about what happened, but really – I don’t want to soften the blow, I don’t want to come to terms with things and then report back. I want to write about my sexuality now, in this moment – because that’s what I do, and I should do that when sex is horrific and bad, as well as when it’s awesome and ecstatic.

One of my commenters made a really perfect point on my last post:

People talk all the time about “victimless crimes” - but what are far more common sometimes are the “criminal-less crimes”. Bad stuff happens and it is nobody’s fault. Doesn’t mean it isn’t bad stuff. Just that it is no one’s fault.

This is absolutely correct, and I know enough to not put my anger on Todd, but I’m still angry – angry at the universe, angry at the fact that Todd and the rest of my friends can go off and have a sex party 24 hours after my injury. It’s no one’s fault, and everyone should feel free to enjoy their sexualities to the fullest, but for me that enjoyment has come to a screeching halt. I don’t know what to do with the overwhelming feelings of anger and bitterness, except to let it exist and swirl around me. I can’t and won’t pretend it doesn’t exist – and I know that maybe that’s scary for other people; my anger laid bare is something that others will shy away from. But it’s where I am right now, and that’s what I know.

Posted by Dacia at June 23, 2005 11:01 AM

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Sure, it sucks, but i’m not sure if a cut is deserving of such emotion. A lot of people are WAY worse off than you. You’re allowed to feel sorry for yourself, but try not to be angry with the responses of others.

Posted by: Jim at June 23, 2005 01:12 PM

gee, I kind of have to agree with the above. I enjoy your blog…but it’s your, and your choice only to post. If you’re going to be so upset by the posts, all of which seem harmless and well intentioned…well then…don’t blog.

Posted by: Bob at June 23, 2005 01:42 PM

Dacia, you’ve experienced a trauma. You’re emotions both totally normal and totally Dacia. Take care of yourself, okay?

Posted by: emberverity at June 23, 2005 02:02 PM

Dacia, I appreciate your candor. I love your ‘blog because you don’t sugar-coat anything; what you read is what you get, and worth quite a bit because of that.

Posted by: sp at June 23, 2005 03:20 PM

Your feelings and the expression of them are completely valid. I think Jim from above needs to see blood gushing out of his cock so he can understand the experience a little. Also, people need to learn that even if their comments are well-intentioned it might not be possible for you to accept them as such at the moment. No point in them taking that personally. Ember’s right, you’ve been through trauma and the key now is doing what you need to feel better.

Posted by: Nadia at June 23, 2005 03:33 PM

Heh - I almost posted an “OH MY GOD I’M SO SORRY” message, but then thought, what in the blue fuck is she gonna do with an apology from someone she’s never met? Now I know. Hee. I’d tell you to kiss yourself and make it better, but I don’t know anybody that limber.

Posted by: LL at June 23, 2005 04:12 PM

I SO dont want to sound like psycho babble, however…the first thing that comes to mind is why this injury is so upsetting to you ? Granted, to sustain an injury , particularly in such a sensitive part of one’s anatomy is unpleasant to say the least..but you seem to have real, palpable anger..it often represents / sits in for some other issue..just my unsolicited two cents..I do like your blog….

Posted by: maria at June 23, 2005 05:21 PM

I hope this won’t sound like another platitude… but I just wanted to agree with and reiterate your point that pretending anger doesn’t exist will not do any good. You (or I guess I should say “one”, if I really wanted to be grammatically correct) have to let yourself feel all that anger in order to really move on. I know you already know this. But I was nodding my head emphatically the whole time I read this post, so I felt like saying something to let you know how awesome it was.

Posted by: Belle at June 23, 2005 05:29 PM

The commentor you quote seems a wise individual.

Sometimes pain and anger can lead us to search for villains and victims where there are none.

Even though it may be more immediately satisfying to pinpoint one’s frustration in one direction rather than to generalize it towards the entire universe and cruel, cruel fate …

Sometimes bad things happen between good people.

Posted by: Jefferson at June 23, 2005 06:03 PM

“If you’re going to be so upset by the posts, all of which seem harmless and well intentioned…well then…don’t blog”

Mr. Kettle? Mr. Pot is on line one.

Posted by: g at June 23, 2005 10:28 PM

Hate the comments and rage away… Anyone who gives a rat’s ass will be cool with it. And anyone who isn’t hasn’t yet understood that it’s a big part of what makes your blog worth reading.

Offering a trite phrase feels completely inadequate anyway… you just figure it’s what you’re supposed to do. Feh. I should have known anyone who gravitates towards piratehood really can’t be a platitude person.

Posted by: Vince at June 23, 2005 11:12 PM

Yeow, just catching up. My wife had the same thing happen years ago and I still catch her with her little makeup mirror checking herself out down below. It was a huge shock to her and she was very angry about it and every now and then she brings it up. The tear was not huge but it bleed a lot and for a long time. She is still self concious about it today since it did change how her labia looks. I barely notice but to her it is a big thing. Depending on how you feel about your own perfection down there you may want to get a doctor to look at it to insure it heals perfectly so you don’t worry about it in the future. My wife did not give it a second thought and now wishes she did.

Posted by: JamDaddy at June 24, 2005 01:21 AM

I guess wanting to see everyone before you left town for a couple of months, and having your plans foiled almost immediately would be upsetting. And the particular wound, to a sexual organ, when you have committed your life to the study and practice of sex would be threatening beyond most people’s belief.

I also guess I’d want my friends with me, reassuring me, and loving me as best they could. It’s OK to be angry, and scared. I’ll take the anger, let it go.

Platitudes is all I can give you. You have my sympathy, I cannot empathize, given the wound. I have had other wounds, debilitating wounds, and I can empathize there. I can’t fix your wound. I can’t even make chicken noodle soup, or a chocolate cake and bring it over. Imagine how helpless that makes the people who do care about you. If there’s anything I can do to help you, please do let me know right away.

Heal quickly and let us know how things are going. I know you feel alone. I may not be there, but through this venue, I have come to need you. It’s 3 am, and I have an 8 am meeting. My best to you.

Posted by: Monty Parker at June 24, 2005 01:53 AM

ive read your post twice now, and just want to say a few words. as someone who loves to have his hand up a woman’s pussy, i want to share my own thoughts here. (its MY comment, right?)

perhaps it didnt quite happen the way it reads. cause i know, if i pulled MY fingers out of a woman and she was bleeding like that, i would instantly ask her if she was ok… if she knew she had her period (which is what i would have first assumed)… then, when realizing it wasnt her period, i would have moved on to the next step- that is, moving into “this is an accident that needs to be dealt with” mode. NOT go out for some food.

now, ive met todd before at jeffersons, and i have nothing against him. this is NOT a rant against todd. i just want to say that i would have reacted quite differently. as far as i can tell, no one has talked about this aspect of it… so i wanted to put it out. on the other hand, perhaps there was a lot of other dialog that occured between you two, that you simply didnt include in your post.

i can relate to the woman who suggested that guy think about blood coming out of his dick. blood can be freaky anywhere from your own body, and particularly when its coming from places like your genitals, asshole, or nipples.

your feelings are your feelings. and your blog is your blog.

and (last thought, i promise), on the other hand, you ARE throwing it all out to the public, so you should always expect all sorts of comments to come back. but you already knew that one, right?

peace, luv & understanding…

Posted by: marcus at June 24, 2005 11:18 PM

Peace and good vibes to you dacia - keep on. That’s all. :)

Posted by: HannoverFist at June 25, 2005 01:10 PM

You are who you are and that’s why we love to read your blog.
I, much like a poster above, initially slipped into an “oh my god, I’m sooo sorry” mode of thought, but then realized better of it. I meant no harm in my response to your injury, and we all know you understand that.
Voicing anger as well as happiness is part of blogging and the ones commenting on this post who seem to think otherwise apparently don’t understand when you want/need to let something out, it’s best to find a forum to do so. For yourself and many others that forum is a blog. It lends to anonymity, allowing you to voice whatever rage you wish at a world of people you don’t know (and, some you do), but it also permits a friendship and dialogue that, in some cases, is freer than personal conversation. In other words, voice what you want! I’ll be happy to come back to read it. (Not that you need mine, or any other prat’s permission to do so…)

Posted by: Obeh at June 26, 2005 09:54 AM

The point I was trying to make about platitudes and seeming inadequacy of people’s comments is that in an incident like this one, no words, no matter what they are, seem right because the person who says them cannot really be as sorry as I am.

Posted by: Dacia at June 26, 2005 10:04 AM

I don’t know this Todd and as Monty pointed out above there might have been more dialog between the two of you that you did not post. However given what you did post, Todd seems to be quite the insensitive guy. I’ve learned to watch for how people around me, people i call friends, act during accidents or emergencies, what they do in such situations tells you a great deal about their character.

Posted by: Siliconpirate at July 4, 2005 05:01 PM

I don’t know this Todd and as Monty pointed out above there might have been more dialog between the two of you that you did not post. However given what you did post, Todd seems to be quite the insensitive guy. I’ve learned to watch out people around me, people i call friends, act during accidents or emergencies, what they do in such situations tells you a great deal about their character.

Posted by: Siliconpirate at July 4, 2005 05:02 PM

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