#touch starvation

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Last night I cried from how touch starved I am.

I just want someone to hold me. To envelop me. To trail their hands down my back. To be… Comforted. Just laying there, having someone soothe you with touches and know they care.


I hate those days. The ones where I suddenly realize my yearning all over again. I don’t need reminders of this lack.

jimkirkachu:

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

whumpster-dumpster:

Touch starved Whumpee getting a massage from Caretaker and just totally melting into them, feeling safer than they have in months or years

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