"Alex, come down to dinner, Ms. Potter made your favorite pasta and it will get soggy"
"Coming, dad...just one minute and don't start without me because I'll get really pissed off", I yell to my dad from my room. Just another search, another click and I'll go stuff some pasta in my stomach.
'Haphephobia' is a rare specific phobia that involves the fear of touching or being touched. This is often associated with a fear of sexual assault.' This is what Wikipedia says after a few searches and so this is how I put a name to whatever I'm experiencing ever since that day.
That day...I think I will never forget it no matter how many doctors I visit or how many pills they make me swallow. I just can't seem to be able to have a normal life ever again...not after they marked my body, my mind and my soul with their dirty little fucking fingers...the terror it's haunting me every day, every night, every goddamn dream I have and it gets worse when somebody touches me.
I panic, I scream, I freeze and can't move a single muscle of my body but my brain puts on repeat that damn night all over again...it's like being under anesthesia but you can feel the whole pain and suffer without being able to move. It's like the worst sleeping paralysis but during the daytime as well making my life a complete and utter disaster.
My life before Haphephobia wasn't magical and glitter and all that shinny crap but at least were normal and I had a family.
Now everyting is ruined and I don't know how much more I can endure and suffer before I fall to pieces like a smashed mirror into a thousand parts. There's a very fine line between living and surviving at this moment and I feel myself fade away as the sun fades into the sea at sunset.
After that is just dark.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Touch
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