Is it normal to enjoy imagining myself being killed?
Have you ever gone down to the kitchen in the middle of the night without turning the lights on, just to scare yourself, and then almost run back as soon as you hear a scary noise? In this situation, I would stand with my back to that noise, and imagine it's an intruder that's gonna stab me in the back. I don't look behind me, and sometimes I even walk around a dark corner without looking, just so they can jump me. I don't it mean this in a rape or masochistic way, absolutely no sexual tension or desire is involved in this. I just get a kick out of being in a place that would terrify most people, and imagining something killing me there. Sometimes, it's even on an orgasmic level.