What's the least private part of your body that someone can touch ?

@NerdyPotato with some people I enjoy a handshake but not with all certainly.
What about the occasional shoulder tap ?
If they just place their hand on my shoulder for a second and slowly remove it, I usually like that, it feels friendly. But if they tap tap tap or they leave their hand there for too long its :/meh

@NerdyPotato same. I’ve always wanted my six feet.

@elafina I like that from friends, but not from strangers.

@NerdyPotato noted 🙂

@DarkHeaven yes! I loved how people wouldn't stand in my aura when waiting in line. I really don't understand why the masses were so eager to do that again. 🤷

@NerdyPotato makes me so anxious. like step the fuck back, dude. are we dating or what?

@NerdyPotato @DarkHeaven
When living in Athens during my depression years, sometimes I would put my self in the metro and being squeezed by random bodies around me. That feeling could soothe me down and make me feel less alone and connected. Yes I was doing that 🤭

@elafina that wouldn’t soothe me at all, but I understand why it could for some.

@DarkHeaven It felt like I was giving myself to the world and I was finding some comfort in that surrender..

@elafina the world… can be a really dark place for me (schizophrenia,) so that doesn’t sound comforting to me. I get how it could for you, though.

@DarkHeaven there's a movie, I think it's called the Perfume.. it's a little twisted though. But the feeling resembles my feeling back then. The protagonist feeling alone creates a perfume from dead bodies of attractive women. He then puts on the perfume, and everyone he gets in contact with suddenly is attracted to him. In the end he showers himself with it and throws himself in a crowd where they end up eating him alive.
It's a great metaphor anyway and beautiful photography, apart from the twisted plot..

@elafina I don’t know what to say. That is so foreign to me.

@DarkHeaven I can remember that after a big relationship ended, I developed that , where I didn't want to be touched at all. It lasted for a year or two I cannot be certain. I became very aware and closed.
Years later, after being hospitalised with pneumonia, I became very fearful of infections and avoiding everyone for long. So I do have experiences to relate where for prolonged periods I wouldn't want to be touched..
Generally though I have been to both edges.
I've gone to the edge where I was constantly sleeping around and wasn't respecting myself, rather just throwing myself in places. And both extremes/edges share the same root I think, which is a strong desire and simultaneous fear of connection, or a need for protection.
Just sharing..

@elafina I used to be a bit more of a hugger before adult onset mental illness.

@DarkHeaven let's see my dear where this journey will take you... Why you have to go through this. What I see from here is that while the scale enlarges, it goes both ways. The more the darkness the more the light.
I love you, you know that..🤗 a virtual hug

@elafina I understand the wish for contact very well. And you may have a point that both extremes stem from a fear of connection. It's a rather annoying paradox to both crave and fear touch, but I definitely do both.

@NerdyPotato @DarkHeaven anyways thank you guys for keeping me company on the thread 🧵 I must go...wind down and sleep in an hour.. it's 8 and dark here.

@elafina have a good night 🤗

@NerdyPotato thank youu 🤗 virtual hug for you too..🌹

@NerdyPotato perhaps that's what we call [b]skin[/b]
[quote]paradox to both crave and fear touch[/quote]

@NerdyPotato I'm going already 🙈

@elafina @NerdyPotato