Roryardri 68M
123 posts
7/8/2006 7:49 am

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3/27/2008 5:09 am


I do not know how long it has been since I have touched someone. As a nurse, I palpate, percuss, and tend as well as soothing and pressing, but I rarely have occassion to touch. My sham of a marriage forestalls any touch of intimacy. I have no intimate friends. I feel the need to touch and to be touched as a burning hunger worse than any that I have felt in my fifty eight years. I read of love in a passing novel and feel the burning of unshed tears, and move on.
When we deny a part of ourselves, whether it be our sense of humor, or our need to touch, or the joy of making love, we stultify it. The person who begins to see himself or herself as too mature for such nonsense becomes inured to it and loses it. Often without ever knowing what they have lost.

scotslass1000 47F

7/8/2006 11:48 am

Roryardri....oh how i can echo Your words. We A/all desire the one thing....that being closeness, intimacy and certainly touch.

Why not shed thoses tears? What harm can be done? At worst, You may just find out something about Yourself that maybe You are subconsciouslly hiding behind.

Life is for living and for loving. To reach out there and find the things W/we need and desire.

Dont stultify oh Wise One,,,just do it


"reaching out in the hand of friendship"

Roryardri 68M
111 posts
7/8/2006 8:17 pm

I do, at times, allow the tears free flow, but their true fountainhead I do not seek to know... To accept the pain that occassions their sweep, is enough to know that I am alive so I weep.
But to accept the reason, and to this truth succumb, I live alone in the wearying world of my life and I am numb.

1SilkyLady 55F
168 posts
3/13/2008 3:00 pm

Such sadness, melancholy.... i know it all too well.

In essentials unity; In non-essentials liberty; And in all things charity

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