Lovetobecrushed23's blog

After a few wrestlefests and more than a few matches, I’ve finally stopped pretending I’m something I’m not. The competitive scene never really pulled me in. I don’t crave the crowd, the win, or the glory. What pulls me is something quieter — darker — built around control, tension, and surrender.

There’s a charge that happens when two people lock up and everything slows down. When a hold sinks in and the power dynamic shifts. I like that moment — that steady build where strength meets stillness and all I can do is feel it, breathe through it, and endure.

That’s where I belong. I’m a true jobber — the kind that doesn’t fight back, doesn’t resist the pressure, just takes it and lets the moment unfold. I love being worked over by someone who knows their strength and enjoys using it — someone who moves with purpose and doesn’t rush what they’re doing.

My ultimate dream is finding that one opponent who wants a jobber built to last, someone who can handle long, drawn-out holds and push through them again and again — no games, no distractions, just raw power and control until one of us finally gives in.

If that kind of connection speaks to you — if you like the sound of someone who wants to feel every second of your control — then maybe I’ve finally found where I’m meant to be.