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  • I ended up at the local library. Crying. In a couch, reading a book of poems called Anxiety.

    I'm not sure I can handle this anymore. This life of misery of anxiety of having almost never been touched. Never held a hand. Maybe once for a second 4 years ago. 

    I have so many things I have to do in order to survive this life.

    I just want someone to hold me.

    I don't wanna get on the bus now

    Pack all my stuff 

    and put in this new room of mine

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  • Oh baby I know you've got it bad. I have the same thing. I must have accidentally convinced my parents that I don't like physical contact and now they won't hug me. What I do when I need a hug is I put all of my blankets in my bathtub and just wrap myself up in them. I make believe that I scraped my knee and my parents are picking me up and holding me like they used to. If I could tell you how to get more contact on your life I would, but I can't. I can, however, give you a mental hug, a reminder that you are not alone. Also, if you haven't already, please go see a therapist. They are so so helpful.

    Wiccanbabeon May 25, 2015   Link

  • Oh baby I know you've got it bad. I have the same thing. I must have accidentally convinced my parents that I don't like physical contact and now they won't hug me. What I do when I need a hug is I put all of my blankets in my bathtub and just wrap myself up in them. I make believe that I scraped my knee and my parents are picking me up and holding me like they used to. If I could tell you how to get more contact on your life I would, but I can't. I can, however, give you a mental hug, a reminder that you are not alone. Also, if you haven't already, please go see a therapist. They are so so helpful.

    Wiccanbabeon May 25, 2015   Link

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