Sex makes me feel worthless.
I want to feel close to someone, to be touched, kissed, wanted.
But I don’t think I’ll ever be able to have that.
Because I feel incapable.
I have horrible anxiety around women I am attracted to.
My body just betrays me — hands trembling, voice shaking. Off-putting shyness.
It makes me feel like I’m not even a person.
How the hell am I supposed to be intimate like that?
How can I even think about having sex/intimacy when I can’t even do normal conversations?
Everyone else has it so easy.
People just meet, flirt, touch, sleep together — it’s normal for them.
Basic.
The most natural thing in the world.
For me?
It’s an emotional black hole.
Just thinking about it makes me feel sick.
Like I’m missing something fundamental.
Like I’m not even good enough for the most basic human needs.
That’s what hurts the most.
And it's why life itself is even here, continuing the genetic lineage.
It's nature is saying to my face: "You don't deserve to exist."
I masturbate every day, and I although I don't hate it, it leaves me feeling worse every time.
Emptiness.
It’s like a reminder that I'm not human enough.
I feel like I’m failing at something everyone else is doing without a second thought.
I carry this constant feeling of being left out of something so human.
I get badly depressed when I think about it too much.
I try to stay numb, try to ignore it, but it always comes back.
That fear that I’ll go through life untouched, unloved and unseen.
And it eats at me from the core.
Every morning after waking up I feel like I'm in a nightmare, the difference is that I know it's real.
The only way I can get myself to laugh anymore is to satirically post the edgiest shitposts imaginable on here.
Yet it doesn't even reflect me as a person, I post edgy stuff here because I don't wanna get banned anywhere else and you guys do it too.
It's good to meme with you guys and hear your stories.
But I wouldn't desire a world without sex. I like that intimacy is a real thing.
I wonder if hunanoid robots will ever be realistic enough to simulate connection and intimacy.
Probably not for another thousand years.
I mean like replicants but better.
You wouldn't be able to tell that she's a robot.
I want to feel close to someone, to be touched, kissed, wanted.
But I don’t think I’ll ever be able to have that.
Because I feel incapable.
I have horrible anxiety around women I am attracted to.
My body just betrays me — hands trembling, voice shaking. Off-putting shyness.
It makes me feel like I’m not even a person.
How the hell am I supposed to be intimate like that?
How can I even think about having sex/intimacy when I can’t even do normal conversations?
Everyone else has it so easy.
People just meet, flirt, touch, sleep together — it’s normal for them.
Basic.
The most natural thing in the world.
For me?
It’s an emotional black hole.
Just thinking about it makes me feel sick.
Like I’m missing something fundamental.
Like I’m not even good enough for the most basic human needs.
That’s what hurts the most.
And it's why life itself is even here, continuing the genetic lineage.
It's nature is saying to my face: "You don't deserve to exist."
I masturbate every day, and I although I don't hate it, it leaves me feeling worse every time.
Emptiness.
It’s like a reminder that I'm not human enough.
I feel like I’m failing at something everyone else is doing without a second thought.
I carry this constant feeling of being left out of something so human.
I get badly depressed when I think about it too much.
I try to stay numb, try to ignore it, but it always comes back.
That fear that I’ll go through life untouched, unloved and unseen.
And it eats at me from the core.
Every morning after waking up I feel like I'm in a nightmare, the difference is that I know it's real.
The only way I can get myself to laugh anymore is to satirically post the edgiest shitposts imaginable on here.
Yet it doesn't even reflect me as a person, I post edgy stuff here because I don't wanna get banned anywhere else and you guys do it too.
It's good to meme with you guys and hear your stories.
But I wouldn't desire a world without sex. I like that intimacy is a real thing.
I wonder if hunanoid robots will ever be realistic enough to simulate connection and intimacy.
Probably not for another thousand years.
I mean like replicants but better.
You wouldn't be able to tell that she's a robot.
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