It’s my voice, echoing the words of an ex.
It’s just imaginary
Different ways to tell me how less I am o I’ve become
Is was me. My own voice
My own self
It’s me
Me.
Me
It’s my self
It was me all along
My future self
I’m telling myself, not a disembodied voice but genuinely me to me
It’s sounds like me but isn’t me.
There’s no visual of it. Just my mind showing up and speaking . I can’t control it
It is a constant even outside of the bedroom. My inner critic is a perfectionist and demands the most of me and others around me all the time. I spend a lot of time just tempering those expectations outside the bedroom, it’s even harder when being vulnerable with a partner.
I’ll also admit that my inner critic is very much trying to control all scenarios to reduce my anxiety and stress, but is having an opposing effect to that relaxation. Because the inner critic is a control freak it is why porn is an easier stimulation method because it isn’t criticizing me and my critic isn’t attacking my partner for not knowing what I want her to do.
It’s a copy of me. Sometimes he appears as a full body replica and sometimes he’s just my voice. He tells me I’m not good enough. I won’t achieve happiness. It tells me my life isn’t as good as it can be and definitely not as good as others. He only continues to step on what little confidence I have
It’s myself
It was me but confident
Its a perfect version of me