one thing that jumps out from my memories of relationships with men is the incessant pushing of boundaries. like regardless of how ‘healthy’ the dynamic appeared somehow that wasn’t enough. there was always some new fantasy to introduce, always existing past the limits i set but with an accompanying “oh you totally don’t have to do it if you don’t want to but also i will obsess over this specific thing and bring it up multiple times until you give in.” that’s how entitlement works to wear down sexual autonomy and to eventually alienate oneself from one’s sexuality, and it impacts so many women in such intimate ways.