
deepsweetdiver
Member
- Dec 10, 2024
- 41
This is mainly my major reason why I will ctb some day. I'm being mentally tortured each second. My brain feels like it gets shredded apart and stuffed messily back into my head each morning. I don't feel like me- I feel like a vessel for disgusting thoughts to pour into once they get filtered out of other's brains.
Ever since I was young I was exposed to nsfw content and having an older brother made it much worse. Many days he'd show me that content or I'd grab his phone to play games only to find tabs of adult sites open. When little me would tell my parents, it was always that he's just a boy.
No. It wasn't. You fuckers of parents knowingly had a daughter that would suffer with obsession and than let your disgusting son act like that.
Why do I suffer like this?! I am a grown woman now, 19, and living on my own, why cannot I not stand to hear any sort of mouth noise? Any loud shutting of a door by a man? Quiet whispering? Vaguely suggestive media? Any sort of self-pleasur, even if its only talked about? My own body? Men in general? WHY? I'm a fucking animation major, and just in the art world nudity and sexuality is a big thing but I can't stand it. Both the female and male body aren't weird by themselves but I can't look at them without feeling disgust and horror of my own body. So many portfolios have I seen of photography just of pictures of boners, and makes me want to puke. The human body which I can't change sends me into a panic. Why do I obsess over the vessel I am forced to live in? Why does it disgust me?!
God is my heavenly father and Jesus heavenly son, but all fathers and sons have made me feel like a gross void. Its always in my head that I WILL be raped, I WILL be groped, I WILL have a child, and it WILL violently die or it WILL be a boy who WILL torment me. I'm so tired, but I can't change my mind.
I am so exhausted from this. The only compulsion that could satisfy it would be to just deprive myself of any sort of entertainment; I will sit in a box all day, doing nothing, but once again the thoughts creeps back up- there's a man who probably fetishizes that, I'm so powerless, and so on and so on and so on-, just remove what disgusts me on my body- breasts and female genitalia-, or just ctb.
I want to cry. I never want to see my body again. I never want to see my brother again.
Let me die already. I live because I see some sort of hope of getting better, but nothing gets better. I just drown in a sea of my disgusting thoughts.
Ever since I was young I was exposed to nsfw content and having an older brother made it much worse. Many days he'd show me that content or I'd grab his phone to play games only to find tabs of adult sites open. When little me would tell my parents, it was always that he's just a boy.
No. It wasn't. You fuckers of parents knowingly had a daughter that would suffer with obsession and than let your disgusting son act like that.
Why do I suffer like this?! I am a grown woman now, 19, and living on my own, why cannot I not stand to hear any sort of mouth noise? Any loud shutting of a door by a man? Quiet whispering? Vaguely suggestive media? Any sort of self-pleasur, even if its only talked about? My own body? Men in general? WHY? I'm a fucking animation major, and just in the art world nudity and sexuality is a big thing but I can't stand it. Both the female and male body aren't weird by themselves but I can't look at them without feeling disgust and horror of my own body. So many portfolios have I seen of photography just of pictures of boners, and makes me want to puke. The human body which I can't change sends me into a panic. Why do I obsess over the vessel I am forced to live in? Why does it disgust me?!
God is my heavenly father and Jesus heavenly son, but all fathers and sons have made me feel like a gross void. Its always in my head that I WILL be raped, I WILL be groped, I WILL have a child, and it WILL violently die or it WILL be a boy who WILL torment me. I'm so tired, but I can't change my mind.
I am so exhausted from this. The only compulsion that could satisfy it would be to just deprive myself of any sort of entertainment; I will sit in a box all day, doing nothing, but once again the thoughts creeps back up- there's a man who probably fetishizes that, I'm so powerless, and so on and so on and so on-, just remove what disgusts me on my body- breasts and female genitalia-, or just ctb.
I want to cry. I never want to see my body again. I never want to see my brother again.
Let me die already. I live because I see some sort of hope of getting better, but nothing gets better. I just drown in a sea of my disgusting thoughts.