Does anyone have a weird fetish? I have a pen/pencil fetish apparently. I have TONS of them, and no, I am not artistic or draw or anything, so no reason to have so many. I literally have a small drawer full of ’em. When I was a kid, we were so poor, and I didn’t really have pens and pencils, so fast forward to today, I have a drawer chock full of ’em.
Do you have a weird fetish? How did it start, or where did it originate from?
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Yep. I feel like I can express myself freely here, mainly because I’m amongst others like me who don’t have their shit together. My fetish is one of the many things that makes my life difficult, actually.
I have a major foot fetish. I have liked women’s feet since I was small, stemming from nothing. I remember getting erections as a young child looking at barefoot females.
It has evolved a bit actually, as now I seem to prefer women wearing flip flops the most. I love a girl in a pair of short shorts and cheap flip flops with a nice pedicure, it drives me wild for no reason.
When I see a girl with nasty feet guys feet, I become extremely disgusted. It’s gotten to the point that I won’t even consider a girl with misshapen or dirty looking feet, which has caused a major discrepancy in my life as the only girl on the planet that seems to accept me for who I am has vulgar looking feet.
Well, hope you enjoyed that. But you asked!
I’m the same way, so probably not all that weird! Except I like it best when women are totally barefoot. Especially if they’re walking around outside. I love going barefoot myself, too…my ideal date would involve walking together barefoot in the grass at some park or somewhere. Not that I get the chance to do that very often, sigh.
I also wound up having to pass over someone who seemed interested in me partly because her feet weren’t attractive…there were other issues too, though. And now she’s married and living in another state, so THAT ship has certainly sailed.
I guess the ideal would be to meet a woman who had a foot fetish herself. They’re not common, but I know they’re out there….
This may actually be a little more serious than it seems. If a slightly out-of-the-ordinary sexual interest is keeping you from connecting with other people, that’s just one more thing to make your life difficult.
I don’t know if I’d call it a fetish or not, just a weird obsession. I’m really particular about trying to fix things on my body myself. It drives some doctors nuts (my dermatologist was a pretty big jerk about me working on my own ingrown toenail), on the other hand it makes for less trips to the doctor for minor stuff.
I guess it started because I’ve been being treated by medical professionals for as long as I can remember. I don’t have anything against some of them, but others obviously picked the wrong career path. Same goes for nurses and other medical professionals. On average they are competent, but every now and then you get one in way beyond their depth and that’s when things go sideways. You don’t want to be the patient a doctor learns to do something on, and I’ll leave it there.
It also goes back to me having a strange relationship with pain, but that’s a much longer and more disturbing story for another day.
I do the same. Pretty good at it actually. There is way more you can do for you than most folks realize all the while saving pain, money, side effects, even time. No not always, but most of the time, yeah.
Blackheads. Ooooohhhh boy. Give me a nice hard blackhead to squeeze. Sorry if that’s too much info, but hey.
You refer to collecting tons of something as a fetish. So yeah, I collect radio and television vacuum tubes by the hundreds. Very few are collectibles. I just collect ’em to collect ’em. I think they look really beautiful in all their industrial glory.