You're castration interest: Is it an advantage or disadvantage?

In memoriam, I nearly had written. *g

No, earnestly!

There's quite some aspects that come to mind.

Do you feel inferior to others because of your desires, or maybe even superior?

If so, and I personally do somehow, why?

Or rather guilty? Shame?

And especially:

What are the positive or negative effects in other parts of your lifes?

Inabilties to join in "something" that others enjoy or increased "powers" that impress your fellows or yourself?

You see, I express carefully because I want to cover both active as well as passive interests here.

And I don't mean dis/advantages of sexual desires in general.

I'm talking castration interest.

Penctomy fascination.

"Dark" desires that in the light of the archive's everlasting day turn out to be quite colorful and still fascinating and not at all ugly as one would expect.

They are part of you all and your lifes and I'd like to know where they strech out fingers into parts of your psychic or social anatomy other than your genitals.

The thought is of course complete impossible nonsense but would you rather wish to be born (or raised) without them?

How different may your lifes have developed if your sexual desires were only fixed onto simple copulation and maybe blowjobs or dirty talking as a special "sin"?

You may sense here (as well as I did, because I tried some time to express that last sentence without that undertone but failed) a kind of contempt for "normal" people.

Yes I often have that, I have to admit; I would think it's a more general contempt that ALSO covers sexual desires as they offer themselfes as vulnerable points where I can pick into.

And that may just be a self defence again but, I mean, HELL, let's talk about it because I'm far to near to myself to get a clear view.

But I'm also interested in objective dis/advantages. Are there any?

What's it like, how are you doing my friends?

gus

I really want to answer this one because you have struck some nerves; but frankly I am not sure how to repond honestly and accurately.

When I was first castrated in 1997, and for the next two years or so, I considered myself something of a "poster boy" for Dr. Spector and the product he was selling. The procedure had been easy, incredibly easy! The after-effects were precisely what I wanted: Loss of libido, loss of intense pain I'd been having, and I regained control of my bladder!

Dr. Spector gave my name and phone number to dozens of eunuch candidates... they phoned me and we talked. I refused in all cases to say do it or don't do it, I merely related my experience for what it was worth. It was difficult for me to remain neutral because I was so totally happy as a eunuch! But then there were circumstances in my life that others don't necessarily enjoy.

I had already fathered my family. I had a good marriage, not to mention other activities I would rather not relate and would never have experienced were it not for my totally out of control libido! I had obtained relief from my three problems.

Two years later I allowed myself to be talked into HRT. The pains did not return nor did the incontinence; but the libido was back with a vengeance that almost drove me crazy and came really close to wrecking my marriage. After a year of that poison in my system I stopped HRT again and I am now returning to the happy state of eunuchism.

OK, that's the positive side. The negative, I have a little more trouble with because for me it has been all positive. True, I cannot "get it up" any more any time I want to, but I don't ever want to, don't ever need to! I have suffered the odd bout of depression, but that's nothing new, and the depression brought on by lack of hormones is far less severe than that brought on by unsatisfied libido.

I am diabetic, and there is now some evidence in my life that the lack of testosterone causes my metabolism to slow, which in return causes an elevation of my blood sugar. Diabetes is a very annoying disease anyway: it takes very little in life to set it off! So as a eunuch I find I have to be a little more aware, a little more careful of what I eat and how much exercise I get.

I firmly believe that the answer to these questions depends almost 100 % on the person giving the answer. The preceding is my experience, and bears no relation to what others might find.

I'll have to think about this one for awhile. Advantage? Longer lifespan and the eunuch calm. Disadvantage? Being essentially sexless in a society that worships sexuality.

OK, I may be different from some folks here. Regarding the question:

Castration

Disadvantage: None.

Advantages: Testosterone not only causes debilitating thoughts about sex, it also causes masculinization. For women, this is despicable.

Penectomy

Disadvantages: You can't pee in a urinal or whack your weenie. Neither of these are important, though.

Advantages: If you had a horrible growth coming out of your neck or forehead and were given the opportunity of having it removed--why not? Also, if you have a weenie, you are considered physically a male. For women, this is despicable.

There you have it--clean and simple answers to a simple question.

Love,

Kelly

Actually, I find the question to be very intriguing. We should qualify it and just ask men about their views. Mine are obvious. But why do men snip their testes and sometimes their weenie? There are many answers. Andrew's is rational. Other folks might have sexual fantasies about getting either of those things snipped. But if it is done, the fantasy is over, and cannot be redone, nor can it continue. That is an intriguing fantasy--damned if you do, but it's fun to think about.

Folks like me cannot be happier after these things are removed

Other folks, ones that have these fantasies, are miserable afterwards

Haltlos asks:

haltlos (imported) wrote: Mon Dec 03, 2001 1:02 pm The thought is of course complete impossible nonsense but would you rather wish to be born (or raised) without them?

Hardly nonesense. Half of the population are blessed to be born without them. Do they (women) "miss" having them? Most do not.

You may sense here

haltlos (imported) wrote: Mon Dec 03, 2001 1:02 pm a kind of contempt for "normal" people.

I need to stop using "normal," because I don't like seeing it that way. I have used it on this board to describe people who are neither transsexual nor have had any genitals snipped. Now that I look at it, I am both, but yet in reality, I am very normal. Not only normal but extraordinary.

haltlos (imported) wrote: Mon Dec 03, 2001 1:02 pm Do you feel inferior to others because of your desires, or maybe even superior?

I am not superior. I was simply born the wrong sex for my gender. I don't feel inferior, even though transsexuals are legally third class citizens, just below illegal aliens, but above child molesters who have escaped from prison.

haltlos (imported) wrote: Mon Dec 03, 2001 1:02 pm What's it like, how are you doing my friends?

It is absolutely wonderful--the best things that I ever did was get snip-snipped. I am doing better than ever. I love life.

Love and hugs,

Kelly

haltlos,

Being just a curious old kinky so and so I am fascinated with all things sexual. So, Eunuchism is a novelty with me. Sometimes I long not to be distracted by a beautiful wench with a killer body, and at my age I can control myself, but in my heart of hearts I know that I would probably not like to have the Eunuch "calm" perpetually.

It is hard to explain really. A dark fantasy, indeed, but only if you think that Eunuchism is something to be dreaded, or perhaps that there is a negative connotation to modifying one's body.

We all have a "sense" of superiority to a certain degree. If we didn't then we would get caught up in an obsession to be somebody else or perhaps get suicidal

I am happy with me. I don't like things "controlling" me though. This includes my sexuality. I sure as hell am glad that I'm not 17 anymore. Shit, hormones are a drag but when we are intoxicatd with them we think that it is the GREATEST thing going. Wisdom comes with age and with age also, (thankfully) comes more reasonable sexual drives and urges.

Well, in conclusion I am happy that I can still appreciate a body like Antonia's, but if I was to get infatuated with another woman I think that I'd get an appointemnt with Dr. Spector, or perhaps some slick female urologist with a body like Demi Moore that castrated men while she was naked.



A-1

Hmm. I think you folks are getting to in-depth into a simple question.

Oh no, Tabula, please let's go into detail!

Let's see what I can produce...

One thing about those interests IS:

Without them I could have of course also though about POWER and SUBMISSION, about sexes in general and in special, about theire influence on other parts of my life, either from myself or other people, about the influence of life on IT; I could have had personal contact with people from the real far side even without that speacial fascination as well as with the crowd of in fact normal or even more than normal gays/lesbians/transsexuals/bod-mods/eunuchs/i-don't-know-people and it's totally conceivable/possible that those thoughts and meetings would have led me to deeper insight (well, maybe...) and revising(-ment? who knows? *g) or loss of CLICHES which normally fill up all the places in your mental map that may better be just marked as white. (There be dragons! *ggg)

That is possible.

But WITH those unspeakable interest, well:

It's nearly INEVITABLE.

And so the other way around, if I ever meet somebody fascinating, somebody with a presence shining through his eyes, a "wake" person, I automatically suspect:

Hey...,

you've got a secret!

That famous interest, it is as you point at, Kelly_2, a dilemma.

Damned if you do, but just can't stop thinking about.

And therefore it is also a stimulation.

To THINK.

Well, that's rather generally speaking.

When I was a child (Ok, sit back, I'll make it short *g) I was indeed ashamed. I have those thoughts as long as I can remember and the dilemma we mentioned didn't seem to be the only one then.

What I understood to be love seemed incompatible to THAT in a strange way, strange because nevertheless it felt so GOOD.

Well, I was a "freak" and that was most probably not only because of this. I'm still somehow vain and I don't ever want anything of me to be different.

I didn't love to be a freak and I didn't always love my desires but I would (and will) be dammned if I ever denyed MYSELF.

I got into quite a lot of situations where I just had no choice than to decide one way or the other and did because I happen to HATE compromises and I think THAT has to do with our dilamma.

Tell me, do you think you are worse in compromising than others?

With me it's like:

A DiIlemma? What, THAT?

Nooo, that's no real dilemma.

I** can tell what a dilemma is!

THIS is easy. Just dump the thing!

That's what I did.

I live a compromise-free life.

Really?, do you ask.

Hell no, but who cares "really"!

I'm glad that I happen to be able to arrange with some things and I'm not proud on my compromising-incapability.

I'm not proud on it.

But, hell,

I LOVE it!

I think that has very much to do with our, well, my dilemma.

Trying to get closer to it.

There's no way to compromise THERE.

Well, I get into generalising ever so often.

Hey friends!

I LOVE your feedback and I'm espeacially happy that you all feel fine. Yes, I do too, and that is not so little because of YOU.

What do you say, do we get another round going?

I still want to answer more to what you already wrote but I need some sleep in between.

gus

This is a good question.

My deep desire for castration comes from my inability to control my libido and stay within the bounds of law and propriety.

I actually LOVE to be male and to be ultra-masculine. I love to be muscular and daring. I love having women attracted to me, and love the pursuit of women. I thrill to violence, and love having adrenaline rushes. I am powerful in life, ultra-successful in career and relationships.

HOWEVER, I simply cannot act on my feelings within the bounds of society. Even the "fringe" of society is not loose enough for me. I therefore live my life in constant strain -- I go to work, but have to resist every moment from grabbing a woman and making love to her. I drive on the street, but have to resist every moment the urge to chase down someone who cuts me off and beat him to a pulp. I go to sleep, but can't sleep well because I want to be on the prowl -- looking for sex and danger.

I feel that my masculinity is so strong that it is not compatible with the world today. I should have been born in Roman times, when I could have ruled a province, had a harem, and fought bloody campaigns against my neighbors.

Therefore, I seek castration in order to have rest and peace of mind. To live without straining my will. To live without worrying about losing control and committing crime.

In some sense I feel superior to others because my masculinity makes me dominant. People do as I say. I get paid for doing little. However, I also feel inferior because I have these deep, dark secrets -- an internal torment that those around me don't seem to recognize.

Not sure if I answered the question exactly, but those are my thoughts ...