#touch deprivation
Ineed want a naptime buddy
Me: I wish Captain Kirk was real so I could hug him and actually feel safe and warm for once
Me 10 seconds later, literally crying: if Captain Kirk was real, he would never want to hug somebody like me
sleeplessly vibing with 2-years-ago me at 6am because what even is mental health or self care
How can I not even have the decency or energy to at least write a proper, timely response to a compassionate note of moral support from a friend? And when did these insipid, literally-every-damn-day thoughts like “I’m cold/lonely” and “I need a hug” gain the power to alter my physiological ability to function??
can’t believe life peaked for me when an alleged Shatner/Kirk lookalike anonymously offered to hug me through the internet
no, that checks out… what I actually can’t believe is that I turned them down because I have no self worth
