My inner coach rein-stills the confidence that I can do it. My inner coach knows I’ve done it before and that I can do it again. My inner critic tries to ruin that by saying it work work this time or you can’t do it, but my inner coach reminds me that I’ve done it before and I can do it again; that there’s no pressure and to enjoy the moment and sensation
Inner critic, wormtongue, argues that if I’ll go through with it I am stuck for life so it’s better to walk away. If I’m not functioning OK, she’s the one to walk away and it will be much more easy for me. Inner coach says to enjoy the moment and that we can’t know anything about the future. All we have is now so enjoy.
Inner critic was critical of past sexual interactions and used it as a benchmark for failure and doubted if an erection was possible. (My voice with malice and sarcasm)
Inner coach reminded him of last cases where the erection was strong and told the critic to shut up and just let me perform. (My voice happy and chirpy equally sarcastic but on my side)
My coach forcefully told my inner critic to shut the fuck up. There is nothing wrong with me, and I’m moving past this old negativity.
I can’t seem to say anything back to the inner critic it’s very difficult
My inner critic is a little piss ant that hides when I go looking for him - to call him out on his bullshit. He burrows deep into my psyche and subconscious in order to amplify his little piss ant voice in efforts to control the rest of my body. He says, “You won’t get it up. You know this won’t work. Don’t even try.”
My inner coach is a huge muscle bound anteater with a raging perma-erection, and the voice of Samuel L. Jackson. It tells the piss ant critic, “will” when the ant says “won’t.” “It will work.” When the piss ant says, “Look at the numerous times you couldn’t get it up,” the coach anteater says, “It’s worked countless times more than the times it hasn’t.” The coach is cool and collected. He doesn’t need to flex… yhe piss ant knows the anteater could eat him. The piss ant is no challenge for the coach anteater.
My inner critic said: I am a loser who will fail this weekend as well. My inner coach said: whatever doesn’t kill you makes you stronger…! My inner coach was myself my inner critic was another negative version of me. So this is the battle between good and evil…
Critic: you’ll never be able to satisfy your partner
Coach: you have in the past, she wants you to try, and loves you, dont quit on yourself
My inner coach is my voice when I feel confident, my critic is more like a feeling. My coach is encouraging and reminds me of the good things my wife says to me like I love your dick. It reminds the critic that I am wanted and it uses facts
My inner coach was very stern. He pointed out that the critic had no idea what he was talking about.
The critic said that I am not good enough. The coach responded by pointing out all of the awesome things I have going for me and how I am more than good enough. The critics response was then why am I having these problems? The coach responded by saying that because of the critic, I started comparing myself to other guys, and I stopped trusting what I always knew to be true: that I am good enough.
My inner critic is a feeling of sadness and dread. The very mention of envisioning the next time having sex brought me to tears from the fear of things going wrong. I can’t envision a shape or figure, so it feels impossible to confront. The inner coach is me when I’m confident and feel the need to stand up for someone else. But it’s a new sensation to take that same determination and aim it towards myself. It feels like a stronger version of me experiencing the sensation of the inner critic, and it’s a version that can shrug it off.
My inner critic is the scared teenager that had sex for the first time wondering why he couldn’t suddenly be as good as the porn stars he was watching. Saying things like ‘last time I had an erection was a fluke, I don’t have it in me, I’m never going to be able to satisfy my wife when I get home’. My inner coach is the man I’m slowly growing into, calm, confident and grounded. Understanding that learning about sex from porn was damaging and having the opportunity to change the narrative is exciting and adventurous. My inner coach says: Look up and around, I am safe here in this moment. I deserve good sex and my body is responding perfectly.
You are a strong man and she wants to be with you.
I’m going to have fun and not spectate!
My inner critic in this exercise was an inner red maelstrom. I was surprised at how much anger and self disgust was present in it, as I expected it to be more fear and anxiety. My inner coach had two forms, a confident form of myself when at arms length and a woman with a kind but firm voice speaking closely in my ear. The form like me was encouraging, giving slaps on the back to get me moving. The woman pressed her forehead to mine, steadying me with her words and presence. Together they reminded me that mindset makes all the difference, that these were just feelings and I don’t have to get swept up in them.
My inner critic was powerful, the thoughts that rolled in from it was just so visceral and it made my body physiologically respond, I had feelings of stress overcome me and my heart was palpitating and my shoulders got tense.
My inner coach helped to ease that a little bit but not sufficiently. But it did silence the critic after awhile.
I think I have room to grow for my inner coach to become more powerful and dominant over my critic
My inner coach and critic were both me from different points in my life. My critic brought up all my insecurities and fears and my coach combated them with logic and understanding.
My inner coach has a strong personality, quite rebllious, doesn’t want me to give up whatsoever
My inner coach is Steve Irwin, super positive and encouraging. Reminding me of how great I am and all the things I can accomplish. My inner critic is a young me, telling me I’m not good enough and comparing myself to others. My coach simply disengages my inner critic with logic that my partner loves me and I have nothing to worry about.
Felt like someone who had my back and stood up to the negativity for me
He said Let Go. And he was talking to me but also the critic who I could almost feel physically like restraining me.