A worm wearing pajamas.
No voice just a soul sucking influence
Looks like me, wearing green shirt and jeans. Says things like questions that cause me to doubt myself
- Are you hard enough to enter her?
- Are you pleasing her?
- Is she enjoying this?
- Will you be able to get hard?
My inner critic doesn’t tell me I’m worthless. He just pressures me to perform well and get the feedback I need to make sure I don’t have to listen to him tell me I’m not worth anyone’s time, I don’t make their lives better, I make them worse, and I don’t deserve their care or affection. So.
My inner critic is unwavering. It’s beaten me down so much at this point that I’m used to letting it win. It takes a lot of effort to silence it, and that’s why I tend to avoid sex entirely.
Combination of things, my self doubting to others make believe and real saying shit
I don’t have a voice just a sickening feeling in my stomach
My inner critic tells me I won’t remain erect before I can begin intercourse. It tells me I’m too soft, I’m not pleasing her, and I won’t reach climax.
It is me being nervous and tired. It is saying this isn’t going to work.
My inner critic laughs at me and tell me that I will never get hard again. So disrespectful. And becomes a burden because, I, in all honestly, do not get hard, at that moment.
It is someone who is constantly talking to me during the counter and distracting me. It also focuses on negative things from past experiences.
My inner critic is just me, or a version of me that’s scared of disappointing my partner and scared of what my anxiety is doing to our relationship. It tells me that I’m not good enough, that I won’t be good enough, that sex won’t work, and that it’s better not to try at all because the disappointment of not trying will be better than trying and failing.
Mine is a voice playing out conversations of relationship issues Im having with my GF. It is charged with anxiety.
My inner critic just talks in my normal voice. I just tells me I won’t be able to stay hard or that I am going to loose it constantly
Don’t make yourself embrace again
i don’t necessarily have an inner critic all the time, but sometimes it’s like a smaller version of me in my head saying ‘don’t mess this up’ over and over rather than telling myself to just enjoy it instead
My inner critic doesn’t really speak to me, but somehow reminds me of all of my past failures with feelings of dread, guilt and shame to the point where I avoid sexual contact almost completely. My wife kind of understands but I know she loves sex and that thought adds more pressure by making me worry she will look elsewhere.
My inner critic has a voice. Telling me things like “you might get hard but don’t think it is going to last long”
My inner critic checks if my penis is already erected after I start kissing a woman, if it isn’t after a couple of minutes going then I know something is not working and I would make up an excuse to leave
My inner critic is like my twin brother – the serious side of me is the one who’s always sensible – tells me what I ought to be doing well I’m just doing what I want to do. He’s usually right and helpful, but I don’t always find it easy to stop what I’m doing and take his advice.
My inner critic is my own voice, I’m imagining him as a miniature looking cartoon version of myself who lives in my head, he wears a tuxedo and has a moustache, I can hear myself when I have these feelings of doubts so I feel like my inner critic also looks like me but just an evil version. Thinking of him as a miniature character helps me as I see a comedic side and think how is this little guy managing to beat me, I’m so much bigger and stronger than him, I shouldn’t let him get in my head