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Dec. 5th, 2007
Slash and My Boyfriend =/= Friends
Dec. 5th, 2007 10:52 pm
Ooookay. Way to throw a curve ball, boyfriend.
Craig informs me- right now, out of the blue- that he doesn't want me reading or writing any sort of slash fiction. At first I thought he meant with his laptop, but apparently he means all the time, ever, period. It scares him.
...
And now he's suddenly 'rescinding'. He says "sure, whatever, I don't care, do what you want." He thinks that I'm so mentally unstable that reading a story about a man with a knife will influence me to, I have no idea, cut myself and small children and cute furry animals.
Do I strike any of you as that fucking naive? Am I that weak willed that fanfiction can dictate how I live my life?
He's worried. Yeah, what the fuck ever. It scares him. Sure.
I'm both insulted that he thinks so little of me (I've been slashing since I was fourteen for god's sake, and not a single adorably wide-eyed kitten has fallen to my wrath yet) and I am shocked he is so suddenly objecting. He's known me for a year.
Now he's bringing up the fact that I listen to Marilyn Manson (very, very infrequently), and how upsetting that is for him.
Sometimes I feel like I don't know him at all.
Words are the most powerful thing, he says. Insight into the human soul and all that. Then you'd think he'd read my journal a little more often (read: ever).
And in case anyone was wondering, I'm going to keep on reading slash, and I just signed up for another one of those ultimately fun prompt table challenges of doom. Yay LJ.
Craig informs me- right now, out of the blue- that he doesn't want me reading or writing any sort of slash fiction. At first I thought he meant with his laptop, but apparently he means all the time, ever, period. It scares him.
...
And now he's suddenly 'rescinding'. He says "sure, whatever, I don't care, do what you want." He thinks that I'm so mentally unstable that reading a story about a man with a knife will influence me to, I have no idea, cut myself and small children and cute furry animals.
Do I strike any of you as that fucking naive? Am I that weak willed that fanfiction can dictate how I live my life?
He's worried. Yeah, what the fuck ever. It scares him. Sure.
I'm both insulted that he thinks so little of me (I've been slashing since I was fourteen for god's sake, and not a single adorably wide-eyed kitten has fallen to my wrath yet) and I am shocked he is so suddenly objecting. He's known me for a year.
Now he's bringing up the fact that I listen to Marilyn Manson (very, very infrequently), and how upsetting that is for him.
Sometimes I feel like I don't know him at all.
Words are the most powerful thing, he says. Insight into the human soul and all that. Then you'd think he'd read my journal a little more often (read: ever).
And in case anyone was wondering, I'm going to keep on reading slash, and I just signed up for another one of those ultimately fun prompt table challenges of doom. Yay LJ.