Suicidebydeath
No chances to be happy - dead inside
- Nov 25, 2021
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What is a hug? I don't know what these things are.
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Thank you for your kind words, WhatPowerIs. I really appreciate itWhat a beautifully written post. My heart aches for you, I'm so sorry for all of these horrible things that have happened to you. You did not deserve any of this. What you do deserve is a hug. I do believe it is okay to cry, it is perhaps one of the purest emotions a human being can express. To want to limit that, for some reason or another, is to deny being human at all. I wish I could give you, and everybody else in this thread, a warm and tight hug.
I get really uncomfortable when people touch me, especially without permission. I like being alone, but part of me does yearn for intimacy. I wish I wasn't like this. While I'm aware that my aversion to touch might have its origins in childhood, how to overcome it is another thing altogether.
I wish I was not brought up to think that no one can be trusted, by he who himself was a victim of a militant upbringing. In hindsight, bereavement would have been a blessing—I wish Death took him away. Even as an adult, it feels like everyone is out to get me. It doesn't help that I was molested by the people whom I thought I could trust, when I let my guard down. To add insult to injury, I got to experience first-hand, how isolating pain, chronic pain, is. I wish someone told me that it was okay to cry—that vulnerability is not a weakness, but rather an admission of humanity.
I'm tired of feeling on edge all the time. Overanalysing—making pros and cons lists of everything and everyone—makes my head hurt. I want to trust again, and see the beauty of life through the eyes of an innocent child.
Yeah, definitely. At least in my case, I feel greatly uncomfortable when people touch me. Not hugging or whatever.. But, yknow, day to day things. Like touching your shoulder to get your attention, hand shakes, and so on. It's awful existing like this.
It essentially means I'm alone. Forever.. I can't even search for relationships anymore. I'm too damaged via touch.
It hurts like nothing else to accept that.. You can't have it anymore. You know, at least with some people, they're sad because.. They think they deserve intimacy. They deserve love, and happiness.. But it's a different type of pain, to be at a point where you have to let go of that.
My god it's awful.
I wonder what that feels like. Being invisible is awful. You're just a nobody to everyone.. Living a life that's meaningless.
I think so as well. I haven't held hands before, either.
hug a pillow every night. its supposed to release the same hormones in the body and relaxes you
Yeah I understand that. I don't hug pillows, but I definitely don't like being touched by people. I always flinch.because pillows cant hurt me unlike how ive been stabbed in the back, crushed many times by my own family and people around me who i trusted
I have trauma most of the time i grow up by suppressing my feelings and eventually sometimes i become numb
Someone would have to be willing to make the first move to touch me (be it a hug, hand hold, or engage in a discussion) because my current way of living does not put me in a space for physical contact of any significance.Yeah I understand that. I don't hug pillows, but I definitely don't like being touched by people. I always flinch.
This all sounds too familiar.The people that hurt you the most are the ones most closest to you.. So, like you, I don't have trust in many people. I don't trust anyone at all.
I've been told by a lot of people that know me well, that I killed my empathy. Which is true.. I was the punching bag of so many people.. I eventually killed every emotion I have. I don't feel anything most of the time. I only have periods of.. I guess "mania.".. Where I have a sudden rush of strong emotion. It's absolutely awful.
Because of this, and a lot of things, I've stopped pursing relationships. I've stopped looking for friends and partners. I don't deserve anyone, and I'm terrified. I'd prefer to be alone, even though it hurts like Satan's venom.
It saddens me that we relate to one another. No one should feel this way at all. No one..
I just watched this video which discusses this as hedgehog's dilemma . Wanting intimacy but afraid of getting hurt, because people have only ever hurt us.The people that hurt you the most are the ones most closest to you.. So, like you, I don't have trust in many people. I don't trust anyone at all.
I haven't watched the video, so I'm not sure if they talk about it, but what can happen.. With prolonged distrust, is that you.. Yknow that story of the fox and the grapes? At least, with myself, I'm.. Trying to convince myself I'm better off alone. I'm telling myself that I don't need people..Wanting intimacy but afraid of getting hurt, because people have only ever hurt us.
I'm so sorry to hear that. I don't know how it's possible someone could be as isolated as yourself.. It hurts me to think about it, because I don't think we're too different... You know what they say about isolation.. You're alone, so when you try find people, the fact that you're alone deters them.. You get used to loneliness.. And so the cycle repeats.. I'd give you a hug, if it were possible.Yeah it's so bad.
I'm a KHHV so I have never experienced anything at all.
Same as meYeah I understand that. I don't hug pillows, but I definitely don't like being touched by people. I always flinch.
The people that hurt you the most are the ones most closest to you.. So, like you, I don't have trust in many people. I don't trust anyone at all.
I've been told by a lot of people that know me well, that I killed my empathy. Which is true.. I was the punching bag of so many people.. I eventually killed every emotion I have. I don't feel anything most of the time. I only have periods of.. I guess "mania.".. Where I have a sudden rush of strong emotion. It's absolutely awful.
Yeah and i adapt to it im used to it my whole life just being with myselfBecause of this, and a lot of things, I've stopped pursing relationships. I've stopped looking for friends and partners. I don't deserve anyone, and I'm terrified. I'd prefer to be alone, even though it hurts like Satan's venom.
It saddens me that we relate to one another. No one should feel this way at all. No one..
I just watched this video which discusses this as hedgehog's dilemma . Wanting intimacy but afraid of getting hurt, because people have only ever hurt us.
I read that and yeah seems familiarI haven't watched the video, so I'm not sure if they talk about it, but what can happen.. With prolonged distrust, is that you.. Yknow that story of the fox and the grapes? At least, with myself, I'm.. Trying to convince myself I'm better off alone. I'm telling myself that I don't need people..
I'm sorry people invalidated your feelings. I absolutely get what you mean and can relate. While I personally would really like a platonic hug, I still totally understand how hugs from family "don't count" and do not make the feeling of being deprived of human connection go away. I guess people who don't get it actually have a deeper psychological connection to family members, which is why it is more meaningful to them. A lot of people simply assume that if they are super close with their immediate or even extended family, then everyone else must be as well, maybe with an exception of very obviously abusive families, but that isn't always the case. Family members can give very empty and superficial hugs and other "gestures of affection" with no real affection or emotional weight attached to them, just out of habit, or because "that's what normal families do", and it is hollow and meaningless, it doesn't make your "skin hunger" any better. It's like hugging an inanimate object.I have had my feelings invalidated about being touch deprived though because "what do you mean!! you've been hugged by family before!!" Even if I did feel any connection to my family members, their hugs feel gratuitous, superficial, and are platonic after all.
I can seriously relate to this. Nice to know I'm not so unique... in more ways than one.I get really uncomfortable when people touch me, especially without permission. I like being alone, but part of me does yearn for intimacy. I wish I wasn't like this. While I'm aware that my aversion to touch might have its origins in childhood, how to overcome it is another thing altogether.
I wish I was not brought up to think that no one can be trusted, by he who himself was a victim of a militant upbringing. In hindsight, bereavement would have been a blessing—I wish Death took him away. Even as an adult, it feels like everyone is out to get me. It doesn't help that I was molested by the people whom I thought I could trust, when I let my guard down. To add insult to injury, I got to experience first-hand, how isolating pain, chronic pain, is. I wish someone told me that it was okay to cry—that vulnerability is not a weakness, but rather an admission of humanity.
I'm tired of feeling on edge all the time. Overanalysing—making pros and cons lists of everything and everyone—makes my head hurt. I want to trust again, and see the beauty of life through the eyes of an innocent child.
i'd rather hug someone like you over a douche canoe like that guy any day.Yeah I know.. He did far better than me in every aspect. He was tall, academically gifted. Physically gifted. Charismatic, ridiculously attractive, talented.. Sigh.
It is what it is. I'm coping with how much I'm a loser by watching Pixar movies, and I've been crying in each one.. Because the losers in those stories get a happy ending.. I know I'm not getting a happy ending. So I cry heh.
reminds me of this poem:I want to be touched. Don't touch me. Don't you dare touch me. I want to be touched.