Crematoryy
Autophagic Loneliness
- Feb 12, 2025
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Accustomed to daydreaming about characters and people who don't exist, miserably trying to feel close and loved. That was most of my life. Happiness for animals boils down to meeting physiological needs: shelter, food, and sleep. But human beings have inherent psychological needs, such as the need to connect; to feel physical touch permeating their skin to regulate their emotions. The need to receive unexpected and recurring hugs, so that neurosensory stimulation brings a sense of security. I am not happy, and I believe that my primitive ancestors lived better around the campfire alongside those they wanted to be with, with a sense of tribal belonging.
I am a reproductive being born from a meaningless copulation, but who does not exercise my biological sexual nature. Condemned to bear immense loneliness. For there is nothing for me in this place, and there is no one to await me in the future. How many times will I have to multiply myself, becoming more than I already am, just to find someone who wants me? Do people make the same sacrifices as I do, or are they born already accepted enough? The worst truth is that love is not a right for everyone, only a gift for those who have always had favorable conditions. Loneliness was never even a complaint in the lives of these people.
I am a reproductive being born from a meaningless copulation, but who does not exercise my biological sexual nature. Condemned to bear immense loneliness. For there is nothing for me in this place, and there is no one to await me in the future. How many times will I have to multiply myself, becoming more than I already am, just to find someone who wants me? Do people make the same sacrifices as I do, or are they born already accepted enough? The worst truth is that love is not a right for everyone, only a gift for those who have always had favorable conditions. Loneliness was never even a complaint in the lives of these people.
