whew...so for a long time I thought that I was a sociopath. I went years without feeling anything. My therapist and I have been working on that. Over the last year I have fallen to the depths of depression and back. I am an adult. And I am just now learning how to cope with emotion. I watched the BFG over the weekend and I cried. Not sobby crying (don't know if I've ever done that actually...) but there were a few tears...most I've had flow out in a long time...fuck I'm tearing up just writing this. Its just this whole new thing. I don't even know how normal people function because I keep having these moods swings and while it has been an experience it makes me miss cold logic.
I have been struggling with companionship and loneliness. I cried the other night because I just wanted someone to cuddle with. I'm a grown man. I pay bills. I use power tools. I can swing a sword. and these fucking emotions...jeez...I'm like a kid. I really am. Because most people just grow up and learn how to handle this. and I just don't know how.
I have begun to crave affection again in an unhealthy way. its been 11 months since we parted ways with beloved. and in that time I have learned that I will do almost anything for a kind word or a gentle touch. The joys of being an abuse survivor I guess...I even went so far as to look into a "professional cuddler" but none operate in my area. future me, guard yourself, this past weekend we almost broke every vow and promise we have made to ourselves in return for a moment of pleasure and a kind word. We really are just like a kicked puppy, keep taking out licks in hopes of a new ending...before the thereapist started making us "feel" things it was bearable. we could disassociate or change our perception of time enough that the hard parts were minimal. but now...now we must be ever more vigilant...we are quickly growing to be a slave to these new "feelings" andwere there to be a woman who treated us kindly for an extended period of time and did not find us immidiately distasteful to look upon...well...I daresay you may now find yourself pledged to her service, cause, and desires future me....I hope we choose well...I hope she is not using us again...I hope we care if she is using us...I hope we do not go back to the place we left...soichan leat future me...may it actually mean something this time...