My inner critic is my voice but much more confident and stern, always telling me to not do this or that I need to do better.
My inner critic is another version of me, who stands there and constantly says things like ‘of course you’re failing again’. He reminds me constantly that I’ve had issues in the past, and says they’re bound to happen again
My inner critic is my own voice, telling me not to mess it up. Like an overbearing parent
My inner critic is my own voice, telling me not to mess it up. Like an overbearing parent chastising their child.
My inner critic is all the sexual encounters I’ve had that were disappointing. It doesn’t have a face but it speaks with my voice
Insidious thoughts but not totally negative
It is me… Making fun of myself. Putting me down… Wanting me to fail.
same like me more quiet, like a pessimisstic know it all
It’s relentless. It’s my own voice in my own head picking away at me.
It’s relentless. My own voice in my own head just picking away at me from the minute I know I’m going to have sex. Initially it begins as “should I take a tablet in case I can’t get it up or I cum to quick”, then when sex begins, I’m asking myself if he’s enjoying, what’s he thinking, am I hurting him and I can hear myself screaming do not go soft. In those few moments I question if it’s good enough to keep my relationship going, would he rather sleep with someone else because I am useless. After sex, it’s just as bad even if my partner enjoyed it. I doubt if he’s telling me the truth or sparing my feelings. If I cum too quick, I end up beating myself up about it.
Definitely like a worm/snake going through my head telling me to fukin focus and get right … like NOW … Definitely a harsh reminder that I’m fukin up
My inner critic is an asshole
Always saying how to Improve the situation .if I’m with my partner, how to make sure she is satisfied, and prioritizing them. Ignoriging my needs
My inner critic is myself. We are the same size, and he is wearing the uniform of Cruiser a performance art character I created. He often says, I wish I had… he tell me that my partner isn’t enjoying the sex or that I’m too unattractive or I’ve catfished my partners.
My critic is also my ex boyfriend who, when I didn’t get an erection, brought up how much porn I may be watching. The thing was though was that I wasn’t watching porn during that time- that time of my life was one of the most stressful periods I’ve ever experienced. I wish he didn’t say anything or wanted to work with me through the stress. I was feeling the fight or flight.
My inner critic ruins sex before i get into it. If i can get hard then i am fine once I’ve started, its just getting started.
My inner critic reminds me that I’m not good enough and that I’ll disappoint both myself and my partner. It tells me to be scared and stressed rather than relaxed and happy. In my own voice I am going over every scenario that only ends up in failure.
It is a voice that hides in the shadow and only comes out to tell me what to do and what not to do. A lot of the time, the advice is negative, for example ‘make sure you don’t f### this up tonight’.
It’s my own voice in my head already preempting that my dick won’t get hard or stay hard. While sex continues it reminds me how limp I am and how this isn’t going great and also reminds me that the woman I’m with will notice soon
It’s a small voice inside my head that starts to panic as soon as I enter or am about to enter. Telling me to last longer last longer last longer and also telling me you can’t you can’t you can’t. Then afterwards it berates me and compares with her past partners and says they’re better.
It’s kind of like Willem Dafoe as green goblin it’s just an evil intense version of me not necessarily shouting at me but animated sometimes panicked…
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