i don't think i'd harm anyone ever. i got to know that stuff like BDSM actually exist just yesterday. it's the fact that these feelings started when i was really young that is bothering me. my memory is boggy alright, but there are some clearcut memories i'll never forget. i was playing with the kids around the village, i was not older than 8. there was this older girl who used to plan our play, and that day she came up with a play i don't really remember now, but there was a part where the older girls held the younger ones in captivity and faked beating them up. i clearly remember finding some wicked pleasure in that play.
it feels like one more person cramped up inside my body, alongwith the shy anxious and dysphoric female, the cool outgoing and dominating male, the senseless daydreamer and the wise judge. the first two are what the world sees, and the second is what i prefer. i need to kill the other four, or keep the judge maybe, or the daydreamer. my mind is way complex than what i thouht it was.