My inner critic is a little nerdy worm man in my head. It starts off with anxiety when i feel the sex starting to progress. From the cuddles to kisses. My inner critic says “okay just stay focused” sometimes It works but then other times the sex will progress and i am still not hard and that’s when the anxiety doubles and i start to question “will i get hard this time, fuckkk” and then the anxiety triples and i can’t focus on the woman right in front of me. The biggest thing is the intense anxiety i get.
Mine tells me I can’t get hard
Not nice
That I am not worthy enough and that I am afraid that I will lose my erection during sex
MY INNER CRITICS KEEP TELLING ME IN MY MIND THAT I’M NOT GOOD ENOUGH AND I’M NOT GOING TO LAST BEFORE I EJACULATE DURING SEX and I can’t control my heartbeat it makes me worry so much because I cum so fast sometimes without penetration. My inner critic also makes me avoid having sex with a new girl it tells me that she will know also how a loser I’m when I cum fast again. I’m not really confident in anyway when my inner critic takes in charge and I start to worry a lot when a girl tells me that she is going to come visit so that we can have sex. I will then start panicking because I will be feeling I’m going to embarass myself again
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My inner critics always tells me that I’m going to cum fast always that’s no need of having sex with her that I will embarrass myself again and I can’t control my heartbeat it makes me worry so much because I cum so fast sometimes without penetration. My inner critic also makes me avoid having sex with a new girl it tells me that she will know also how a loser I’m when I cum fast again. I’m not really confident in anyway when my inner critic takes in charge and I start to worry a lot when a girl tells me that she is going to come visit so that we can have sex
My inner critic is myself. I’m usually good at imagining the sex and the foreplay leading up to it. I get hard but as soon as I proceed to penetration i tell myself that im not big enough or hard enough and before you know it im limp.
A systematic arrogant version of me that is a big bully, tells me I’m too small down there or too fat to be any good for the partner… that they’ll be disappointed or laugh at me. Or talk about me afterwards. That the discomfort of these thoughts isn’t worth acting at all. To stop before the game even starts. His arms are always crossed, staunch, intimidating but confident enough that I believe him every time…
It’s me, it’s not necessarily criticizing it’s desperately encouraging, hoping, or wishing for everything to work and it self sabotaging myself
My inner critic is the voice of myself, inside my head. It doesn’t shout or whisper, just a normal voice. It provides a continuous stream of instructions starting out hours before sex and continuing just before and during, saying ‘make sure you do this/don’t do that’, ‘after that, do this, then this’ to the point where it’s trying to rush the sex to get it finished as soon as possible which is not what I want
When things are going good it says ‘ok don’t fuck this up’, then when I start to go soft it says ‘you’re losing it, its over’ and I can’t recover from that.
My inner critic blocks me from being able to process enjoyment thoughts by crowding and filling my head with overthinking the entire sexual process.
My inner critic says that I have to keep my erection up, to think and do things to maintain it up. Because if I dont maintain the erection I wont be able to have sex and the person that I am with will leave me or that I will stop liking the person due to fear of intimacy
My inner critic is me, and it tells me that I have to maintain the erection to make the sex good. It tells me to focus on the good things even on fantasies to make me more aroused, to seek for pleasure. And the fact of always thinking on something to arouse me makes me even more anxious and leadong me to sometimes fail at sex. And if I fail, then she may leave me or I can leave her because i have fear of intimacy
It’s just a quiet little part of me. Gently telling me that things are going to work. It’s not shouting. It’s just there quietly nagging away but it’s always there. Sometimes hours before I’m even going to have sex
Sometimes when sexual contact is really spur of the moment. The voice is much quieter at first. But then when everything is working just fine. It pops up more out of surprise that I got this far, just to remind me it’s still there
So even when everything is working, it takes away some of the enjoyment as I’m having to focus on batting this away
I start off good and then my IC plays games. I start thinking about times when things were perfect in hopes of getting more turned on. I wind up focusing on thinking about how hard I am, did I use to get harder, I am afraid to try other positions bc I am nervous the change will cause anxiety and a lose of ercetion.
When I’m having sex with a partner, I honestly don’t hear a voice in my head, it’s more like just getting and keeping an erection during masturbation is unbelievably easy and I sort of lose my sense of self consciousness so that makes it even easier to get into it and have an orgasm compared to sex with a person. If I were to have an inner critic during sex, it would probably be something like me realizing, “okay, I’m not finding this vagina or this anus as stimulating as my hand, and I notice I’m slowly losing my hard on.” And I think to myself “This isn’t gonna work.” So I end up just pulling out and focusing on how I can pleasure my partner in other ways than with my penis.
It is my own voice, taking me out of the moment and into my head. It tells me to keep going, to push through, or try harder… or maybe tells me that I’m not interested or aroused in my partner.
My inner critic is very much myself. Very much “you better keep it up man, you better not cum too fast”. It’s constantly racing ahead keeping me out of the moment. Its almost like I have to catch it off guard then I’ll get good and hard, but once I’m inside it kicks in and then it’s over leaving her unsatisfied again.
Sounds like me pressuring myself
They are an exact copy of in looks and physique. They are almost exactly like me in thought but they lean on the more cautious side. It’s more protective than anything. Not really lacking in confidence.
My inner critic is my thought and whisper a quiet voice, telling my not to cum fast or make me worried if I don’t have a full erection. During sex I close my eyes and I listen even more to the voice, I cum fast and then with the rest of my erection I do what porn does