Sunday, May 9, 2010

Mother's Day

Aw Mother’s Day. The holiday conjures up images of spring flowers, sunshine and family gatherings. This year is no different. Today I will be venturing out for our annual Mother’s Day dinner with the family.
I have always wondered how others in the BDSM scene relate to their families. Especially those that live the lifestyle 24/7. How ‘outed’ are most kinksters to their families?

My relationship with my mother is an unusual one. We are extremely close. In fact I would even venture to say that my mother is my best friend; as cheesy as that may be. I am very open and forthright with her regarding my life. She is wonderfully open-minded and understanding.

My mother is a psychologist! It was very interesting to say the least to grow up with a psychologist for a mother. By profession, they have a way of getting patients to reveal their souls against their wills.

Growing up, I was the typical antisocial misanthropic teenager. I was an angry and bitter Goth girl. I detested being at home and spent a lot of time out with my friends. Any time that I did spend at home was spent locked up in my bedroom.

I recall one childhood memory with my mother. I was 16-years-old. I had spent the better part of that weekend locked in my room listening to music; only venturing out for food and the occasional washroom break. There was a knock on my door. It was my mother wanting to talk. I rudely ordered her to leave me alone. But she was not budging. I decided to appease her and let her in, but in no way was I in the mood to talk.

Initially the conversation was very one-sided. She was very sweet and loving in her concern for me. Somehow, as she always does, at some point during our talk she worked her psychologist magic on me. The next minute I knew I was telling her all.

She did this to me every time! No matter how resolved I was to not say a word, in the end she always got what she wanted. It drove me crazy!

Now in adulthood there really is nothing I can say to her that would shock her. Throughout her training I am sure she has heard it all.

I would even guess that within the realm of BDSM, fetishes and unusual sexual perversions my mother probably has studied and knows more about it than most of us.

It is unfortunate that she discarded all of her psychology text books from university. I continue to have this insatiable thirst for knowledge.

It is my opinion that we must always strive to keep on learning and improving ourselves, regardless of our interests. Therefore I continue my journey to uncover the origins of sexual fetishes.

~ Madison

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