The Developement Of Stockholm Syndrome In Lesbian Relationships: A Vague Observation Of Lesbianism

Recently as I wandered through the World Wide Web, I started reading about this wonderful thing known as Stockholm syndrome (mostly because the Muse song is awesome) but also for the fact that is all about how captives become somewhat attached, or defensive of their captors. Now thinking about my life and how I could fit this wonderful mental disease in, I came to think of it as very similar to lesbian relationships/break ups and how this often equates to how a relationship dependency forms.

Now it all started with a bank robbery in Stockholm, after this 5 day ordeal the captives were becoming emotionally attached and defensive of their captors. A criminologist then coined the term in relation to where the event happened how the effects of extreme trauma seemed to sway these victims to be more sympathetic towards their abductors. Now normally this implies to cases where someone has been kidnapped, but in most relationships I know (unsuccessful ones that is – but who’s aren’t these days?) there is always one member of the party that seems to almost ‘abduct’ the others life. Whether it be through isolation from friends and family, demanding of time and or literally taking it a step too far and keeping you in that cupboard at the end of the bed for the summer. It seems to happen to all of us at some stage, yet even in these situations where we know that we are under ‘the thumb’ or even under the influence in any way we become almost strangely defensive of our ‘beloved’. Often finding excuses for their behaviour to justify to yourself why they treat you so badly. I think it is due that after so many months of taking shit in a relationship you are so used to justifying it in your head as to why you are there, that you do half the work for the manipulative bitch/bastard.

It strengthens the bond I think when they give an inch and you take a mile, they may call you fat, make you feel bad, isolate you from friends, stop you from having any sort of fun or even occasionally hit you, but when they give you that little smile, the one that only they give you between punches, it makes it ALL worth it.

I just find it exciting to watch the ostracism of friends who enter ‘partnerships’ and often to see the succubus of a woman slowly dig their claws in till the victim never knew any different and would love to have no personal freedom, opinion and/or choice in their own life. Yet it tends to be the one who is smothered that often comes up with the stunning defence closing statement that both keeps you out, and locks them in even further. Point is: there are some crazy fuckers out there, ones that will keep you under lock and key whether it’s emotionally or physically, but this my friend seems to be the general term I can use for all my friends out there suffering from ‘lesbian Stockholm syndrome’, don’t become the advocator for your own imprisonment!