When I gave the BDSM presentation this fall to the Human Sexuality class, one of the questions asked was, ‘How do you make up from fights?”
I actually had to pause because Master and I don’t fight. Really, I don’t just ignore that part of our life here on this blog; there really is none of it in our relationship. That isn’t to say we don’t disagree with each other on occasion, of course we do, but we keep them civil.
We have had some severe breakdowns in communication and I do blog about them. They are archived here somewhere. We have grown stronger from these moments. They were very hard for me to get through. I’m sure Master struggled as well.
When we disagree we tend to bring in a lot of validation on each of our opinions. We’ve learned that we can disagree and it’s not going to impact out love for each other. We actually enjoy having different view points and discussing them. Master tends to win, and not because he’s Master but because he’s good at holding his point well.
Again, we don’t fight though. I’ve never had what you’d call a relationship squabble or fight with him. We don’t fight about money or sex or families. It’s just not something we need to fight about.
So make up sex… we’ve never had it. I don’t know what the big deal is. Our sex life is potent and wonderful, I don’t want for anything that he doesn’t provide.
Does this mean we are unique? I don’t think so. Because we can communicate well with each other we don’t have signals crossed.
Do others have fights? Do you?
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–luna
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I never understood fighting and arguing with those you love. Maybe it’s because I grew up with a lot of arguing, and I know how painful it can be, and I just don’t ever want to do that with/to someone I truly care for? I don’t know, but it just doesn’t make sense to me.
Master and I are bad when we fight. While that doesn’t happen very often, when we do I sulk in another room until we make up over a joke or something. I dislike confrontation and avoid it at all costs, and the stress of it sends me to scatterbrain. It can cause some meltdowns too, as a biproduct of my Asperger’s. I tend to be stubborn and that prolongs things but all in all we tend to crack a joke and then apologize.