It’s a dark negative version of myself. I’m drawn to what it has to say like gossip, but I have the choice to consciously recognise it for what it is, and discount what it says.
It’s the me from the underworld, the upside down, the negative reflection in a horror movie. It’s like a dark spirit of me
It the self doubt that enters my brain whenever I wanna do anything
It resonated. I can now see who is speaking to me. I can now see that It is not me and I am not it.
It’s plain and not representative of who I am and what I stand for. It feels like the beginning of a horror movie where a fear just lingers until you learn more about what is actually going on.
Yes, thats precisely how my inner critic feels. An angry person, more angry at himself for not being enough. I have always been a sort of chubby person however these health issues have resulted in a negative thinking of myself, resulting in low performance and confidence in sex and other forms of life.
It was a little chilling since I had never really visualized even in my own head what this part of me would look like. It was rather saddening too but I know it’s something I need to face head on otherwise it will never get better so bring it on.
It wants me to be perfect.
Low self confidence and self stem
I didn’t learn anything
Low self-esteem, gives in to peoples opinions of them self and constantly feels in adequate
It’s very interesting to see and learn about how powerful your brain is. Everything we do and think comes from our brain. Our brain tries to protect us, but often times it is counterproductive
He’s ruining my life and I’m gonna shut him up
He controls a majority of me and I don’t know how to take that majority back. He keeps me from living life by always playing safe
He’s gone from looking out for me, to taking control and thinking he knows what’s best for me, not anymore
My inner critic makes me feel threatened and unable to fight back. He is smarter snd more sexually sophisticated and leverages this against me. He is young and well-built, and he patronizes me during sex.
I knew it was a voice inside my head anytime i was going to start having sex, just didnt know it was so commun
It didn’t really resonate with me but I guess it helps.
Forcing myself to visualize and picture it, helped me realize how it works and operate, making a “person” out of it, giving him a face (my face) and getting aware of how it thinks and act, subtly being a fake supporter at start, worried about me ad afraid with me by my side, but soon showing his true intention, which are mining my confidence, and, with harsh criticism and shouting it out at me, telling me off for being such a wuss and lesser and not manly man, and for disappointing so much my lover.
It’s a surprise for me to see that this part of me can take such a dismal form.