My Parents got divorced about 10 years ago, i was 12 years old back then. It kind of took away all the happiness i had in my life. My parents still cared about me but our emotional connection felt like it got completely cut of. From then on i felt seriously alone in this world and didn’t hug any human being for at least 4 years, because no one was around to give me that kind of attention, and i still don’t really know anyone i could hug now. Right now, same as a lot of us, i’m in quarantine and feel worse than ever before. Only one of my friends has answered my messages since isolation started mid march, and this friend just more or less ended our friendship. During the last year i worked hard to build up a deeper connection with my parents again and it is progressing really good, so i could at least talk to my parents a bit. The only problem is that i am kinda lying to them all the time about how happy I am. They are so proud and relieved to finally see me being happy, it’s really hard to tell them anything that might not be going well for me. I’d really need a hug and a shoulder to cry on but now i can’t see them anyways. And if i could, i would probably just play happy after all. It’s a super bad habit i just can’t stop.
I sometimes imagine what it would be like to cry in my dads arms, and to just feel him hugging me. I really hope that one day i can just be honest with my parents and lift that heavy weight off my chest
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You seem like such a kind human. It’s strange to me when nice people don’t get more hugs :c hmm I imagine that lots of people want to hug you, they’re just too shy to do so.
I haven’t always been honest with my parents. It’s never bothered me though like that. Dad’s should want to hug and comfort their children. I have a hard time understanding his mindset.
Well if you’d like a friend, my email is devinbelver@gmail. Take care kind human c: