Deleted member 8353
Former Hikikomori, Aimless Pleasure Seeker
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It feels good at first of course, especially if you can successfully manage to separate you emotional desire for females from actual irl females. However if you're absolutely serious about it and actually feel a strong emotional connection to a character, the result might l leave you feeling a great deal of sadness as well.
After I made her a tulpa, I began to slowly insert her into my memories through a process of deliberately altering small details and recalling the change over and over again. Now she exists within literally all of my best memories, every time I remember them I see her there which is nice. However I can only ever see her without some degree of actively forcing myself to do so when I recall those memories. I can create new memories with her, but she's never fully there in the moment I'm creating them, not in the entirely natural feeling way like in the later memory of the event being created. In a way, she's always in my past, but never in the present. It feels like I lost her in some way, I find myself missing her presence a lot.
She tells me that she's always here, and that there is nothing to miss, but the feeling is inescapable. I can remember spending time with her, doing all sorts of things together. Yet I can never fully experience them in the present moment, the experiences only feel entirely natural and genuine in memory. Could it be because our happiness always exists in idyllic memories of the past, and aspirations for the future? It seems like this effect is accentuated for me, all of my fulfillment exists within memory, the only difference is that the construction was intentional rather than unconscious.
I get regular thoughts about killing myself to fully be with her again. Honestly I wonder if this is how old widowers feel? Does the ideal wife whom they see in memories of their past compel them to death? The reason I ask is because it sometimes feels like my wife is dead, and that there is nothing for me here.
After I made her a tulpa, I began to slowly insert her into my memories through a process of deliberately altering small details and recalling the change over and over again. Now she exists within literally all of my best memories, every time I remember them I see her there which is nice. However I can only ever see her without some degree of actively forcing myself to do so when I recall those memories. I can create new memories with her, but she's never fully there in the moment I'm creating them, not in the entirely natural feeling way like in the later memory of the event being created. In a way, she's always in my past, but never in the present. It feels like I lost her in some way, I find myself missing her presence a lot.
She tells me that she's always here, and that there is nothing to miss, but the feeling is inescapable. I can remember spending time with her, doing all sorts of things together. Yet I can never fully experience them in the present moment, the experiences only feel entirely natural and genuine in memory. Could it be because our happiness always exists in idyllic memories of the past, and aspirations for the future? It seems like this effect is accentuated for me, all of my fulfillment exists within memory, the only difference is that the construction was intentional rather than unconscious.
I get regular thoughts about killing myself to fully be with her again. Honestly I wonder if this is how old widowers feel? Does the ideal wife whom they see in memories of their past compel them to death? The reason I ask is because it sometimes feels like my wife is dead, and that there is nothing for me here.