Coping with touch starvation is getting more difficult day by day
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Summer came, people are barely covering their sweaty bodies at all. See through shirts that don't even cover all the chest hair, shorty shorts that show all the muscles moving with every step. Hair, sweat, fat, active skin, my brain constantly jumps to "shit, I wonder it would feel like under your fingers", "damn, that smell, bet you'd like to get closer, sink your face in that reek". It's gross. Just reducing people to meat like that. Just more fuel for my instincts screaming at me for failing to experience the most pointless, basic aspects of human connection. I just can't deal with this anymore. Just today I have four cuts due for those thoughts and it's barely 4pm. For a lot of people winter is the worst, because the lack of sun makes it easier for thoughts to run free and the touch starvation gets worse without warmth of sunshine, but it's the sun being out and people acting accordingly and reasonably that sends me down every time I leave home.