Touch starved for almost 10 years
I've been craving genuine human connection and intimacy, feeling the weight of being touch-starved. Growing up, affection wasn’t something I experienced until my friends started hugging me, almost against my will at first. That’s when I realized how much I truly love hugs - how comforting and grounding they are. But since college, that kind of connection has been missing, and it hurts even more now that I know what it feels like to have it.
For the past two years, I’ve been working on myself, building self-confidence and learning to be more comfortable with solitude. Most days, I’m okay, and I find strength in my own company. But some days, the loneliness pulls me into this dark, heavy place, and it’s hard not to feel like my hope for finding that ideal connection is slipping away. I'm trying to hold on to the belief that it’s out there, even when it feels so far away.