It feels like I’m only gaining weight and losing friends.
I literally get uncomfortable and nervous when people hug, high-five, handshake, even lean on me. Not because of a social disorder, not because I was abused, but because for my entire life no one outside of family ever tried to make contact with me. I literally remember my first hug, my first handshake with a stranger, my first kiss with anyone. It makes me uncomfortable because the few people who have touched me have done nothing but fuck with my emotions and feelings. I love the attention, I love the fact that you care enough to show you do, if even a little. So I’m sorry if I cringe when you hug me. I’m sorry that it takes me a few seconds before I realize you’re looking for a high-five, I’m sorry that I seem to hate physical contact. I don’t, I crave it. I just don’t trust anyone to show me kindness and actually mean it.
He did it. He actually managed to describe how it feels to live with depression and suicidal tendencies.
this is really, really important
Wow….perfect. The old paint…..
I haven’t seen this guys stuff for months but this still hits me as hard as ever
Always repost! I love this so much!!!
Neil Hilborn ladies and gents
- (58/365) by (KJ)
So true it hurts a bit
My problem was that no one ever needed me as much as I needed them.
Do you ever feel like you have no one to talk to even if you’re surrounded by people who say they “care” ?
I no longer have the energy for meaningless friendships, forced interactions or unnecessary conversations.