I posted before about how Kayla’s submission is different from mine (Post 111. DD Jenny Style vs. Kayla Style). I thought I’d revisit this as I’ve been thinking about the feelings I get versus the feelings she gets from being submissive and from being disciplined. Writing about this then morphed into something a little different. It led me to dive more deeply into my feelings, more specifically, my feelings of shame, and why I embrace that feeling. Hey’s it’s been awhile since I’ve had an esoteric ramble. Indulge me!
Words won’t tell the complete story because words carry different meanings for each of us. Whatever words I use will probably be taken to mean something different by some of you, and those differences may be small, or may be large. Overall I would say Kayla’s submission has more “grit” to it than mine. The discipline she receives is more harsh than mine. I am tempted to use words like demeaning or humiliating but I know Kayla does not see it that way. She likes to frame it as her finding growth, healing, and thus ultimately satisfaction, in feelings of shame and embarrassment in front of Mike. She does not label what she feels as feelings of being demeaned or humiliated.
It made me think more deeply about the differences between humiliation and shame and led me to further embrace shame.
HUMILIATE VS HUMBLE
Humiliation connotes disgrace or disrepute. It infers feelings that clearly cross over from simple humility into, well, into humiliation. But, the definition of humiliation includes “shame,” and “embarrassment.” Hum. . . the exact words Kayla uses to define her feelings on being disciplined.
This just underscores for me that words are power and the same word can mean different things to different people. It would be easy for me to label what she goes through as “humiliation” and while many of the feelings she gets fit that definition, she would never describe it that way. Interesting. And I am sure some of you would label what I go through as “humiliation” and I would never describe it that way. Interesting indeed!
I know some of you may be like me and view humiliation as a more intense and unpleasant version of humility. Other may see them as essentially identical, so much so you may be fine with exploring deeper and deeper senses of humiliation. Nothing wrong with that, but that’s not me. But, it does seem to be more to Kayla’s liking.
DEGRADE VERSUS SHAME
Clearly humiliation and shame are at least cousins, if not siblings. They come from similar places but carry a different meaning. And what “humiliation” is to “humbled,” I think “degrading” is to “shame.” The definition of degrading also includes the word shame and humiliation. So again, in a lot of ways all these words are the same — but yet different. The difference is in degrees as measured by each individual person. To me, being degraded is like humiliation and shame on steroids. To others, simply being made to feel shameful could be considered degrading.
One of my feelings during discipline is a feeling of shame. Shame for my behavior and a keen awareness of my guilt. I often think that is why discipline is so effective. The various negative feelings anyone may have about their behavior is often locked up deep inside, behind their pride and arrogance. Unlocking those feelings often require more than just a talk. Domestic Discipline helps unlock those feelings. More precisely, the shame that discipline evokes helps unlock and purge those feelings.
Here was an interesting connection for me. Kayla said the likelihood and degree of her crying during discipline correlates to the degree of shame and embarrassment she was feeling. I sort of knew this, but never fully connected that. When she said it, I immediately recognized that I feel exactly the same way! While the actual physical pain might be part of any crying, it is more about the emotional release of the guilt through the shame. Very much the reason I cried during the last spanking I shared. The more shame I feel, the more likely I am to cry.
Both Kayla and I agreed that embarrassment also plays a small part in the “cry factor.” The first ten times or so of being disciplined carried a lot of “embarrassment” factor, thus more tears. Likely from a combination of nervousness from uncertainty along with the embarrassment from the vulnerability of being naked. Of course, then there is the whole feeling of knowing you are going to be spanked. There is still the occasional feeling of embarrassment when we do something particularly bad. For me it is more likely to come with a repeated offense.
I have evolved in my submission where I feel greater absolution, greater nourishment, greater release of negative thoughts, a greater connection with Mike, a greater connection with who I want to be — all through feeling ashamed of my behavior or attitude. I believe this is why I evolved from needing Mike to “correct me” when I failed myself, i.e., “My DD,” to needing him to do so when I fail him, i.e., “DD for me.” (Post 167. What is “Mine” versus What is “For Me”). Further, it is why I wanted him to make lecturing or scolding me a regular part of my Discipline. For me, it carries more shame to fail him than it does to fail myself. Through that shame, I heal, I improve, I achieve, I love.
Any discipline I receive is a process that leads, sometimes painfully, to the point of awakening my sense of shame. And the greater my shame, the greater the tears. Discipline as a deterrent is not just about the unpleasantness of being spanked , it is about the even greater unpleasantness of being made to feel ashamed of my actions.
Thought I’d comment on this since I mentioned it as part of the “embarrassment” factor. It goes beyond just embarrassment. Heck, my husband has seen me naked countless times. It is not about shame regarding my body. Far from it. It is about vulnerability. We are naturally more humbled when we feel vulnerable, thus it feeds into the feeling of humbleness (or humiliation if you prefer).
Oh – nudity, at least being bare-bottom at a minimum, also serves a functional purpose in discipline. It is wise for the Dom to be able to see the results of what they are doing so as not to inflict unintended injury.
In the past, Mike did not lecture or scold me during Discipline. Sometimes he would say something briefly about what I did, but it didn’t amount to scolding. I wanted to add this to our dynamic and Mike readily agreed. While I have yet to experience it, I am more afraid of my first lecture than I am of my next spanking. It makes my stomach turn to knots and I can almost cry just thinking about it.
I can imagine his lecturing will make it painfully clear (as in emotionally painful) that I let myself and him down. That he must take and is willing to take this drastic action because he loves me and knows it is for my own good. I know he prefers not to spank me, but his greatest preference is to not encourage my misbehavior. He has that preference because he loves me and he knows it is also my preference. Just thinking about all of this makes me want to cry – and then you add the physical discipline to it. Yikes!
I thought it would be helpful to add this. I think having a Discipline Ceremony also feeds into my sense of shame. You can read about our Ceremony in our Contract. Having to remain silent, having to collect the implement, having to stand in the corner, having to assume whatever position he asks, or whatever else is expected of me during the Discipline — all have a humbling, thus shameful impact on me.
Shame from the Ceremony. Shame from Nudity. Shame from Physical Discipline. I am accustomed to those. Now, we have Shame from Lecturing. I talked with Mike and forewarned him I may cry like never before the first time I have to be Disciplined under our newest agreement. I don’t want him to be caught off guard by it or misinterpret it.
I embrace shame. I embrace it as my healer, as my absolution, as my willingness to submit to Mike.