If it's not too personal, do you mind elaborating? Is the guilt from not sharing your fetish with them?
I went through something similar. I remember my dad asking me if I was gay and assuring me that it would be alright if I was. I was caught off guard and was a bit defensive. My parents' intentions were good. They were just concerned about my happiness. I think a good answer at the time would have been something along the lines of "listen, I don't really enjoy causal dating although I do it occasionally (don't worry if you don't date. They don't know where you are every minute of the day and nothing wrong with a white lie that gets you some space) it's just that I haven't come met anyone that feels like we're really compatible yet."
The guilt....how do I put it. I am something of a believer in the theory of the "social clock". You know, at this age you're supposed to go to college, close to the end you're supposed to meet someone, you start a job, you get married, you have kids, etc. My brother and sister really both followed the social clock (and had the convenience to do so). I was (at the time) involved in several complicated issues. So I'm just feeling like I'm in between and not equal. Feeling like the family leper is just not great. A recent major family loss last year has kind of left me dwelling on everything.
I Envy the many who've actually came out of the tickling bed sheets. And i feel for those who have been struggling on whether or not to spill your beans or keep them to yourself.
I wish i had the Balls to just a admit it because then maybe life would open more doors for me in actually being involved with his fetish we call tickling for real. I've almost told my best friends and my parents but i don't think they know but i haven't said anything. ( though once a few years ago my mother found a picture printed out that but since then never mentioned it)
I've somehow kept my love for Tickling in wrapping paper since i was in junior high which is 9 years of keeping it quiet. There isn't one person in my personal life that knows my passion. The closest ones are all online friends on Facebook or Instagram or TMF or DeviantArt & other places but they live far away from me. ( i tell ya online confidence is outstanding for admitting such things like Tickling)
Curt, I'm convinced it comes down to growing a pair, or being reclusive. There's not as much middle ground as people say.
I've never thought it was any concern of my family's. We've always been a private group when it came to bedroom activities anyways. I mean, my sex talk was a subscription to a Catholic magazine called "Under No Circumstances!" (Joke!) A few close friends know, and a few exes, but for the most I prefer to keep my privacy, while making videos... And putting them on the Internet... Which is the opposite of private.
Oh trust me, I've talked to friends. Believe it or not, that's not really that awful! I've sent a few of the weekly pics here to a group chat, for instance. People think it's funny, but they get it.
I don't feel its any families business. And if my family were still alive... there is no way in HELL I would tell them. And if they knew and pressed me... I would tell them first politely it really was not their business or concern. And if they pressed me further... they probably woulden't be hearing from for a very long time.
Imho... theres such a thing as hard limits... nosiness -and being too close. That is an overshare that I can't even conceive of. And if confronted- and Idk how they confronted you duderino... how they did it would truly set the course of how I handled it.
No matter how I handled it with my own family verbally... Inside I would be- LIVID.
I guess you're a little more touchy about it than I am. Really, in my family, it feels like nothing's "off the table". If it's bands, sometimes people ask about the inner workings of some of the groups I've joined. If it's a job, it's how I like it, what are the hours like, what's the work like, get along well with coworkers, etc. If it's dating it's "I don't really see how you can connect with someone just suddenly and out of nowhere and start some sort of relationship" (Came up with the discussion of "online"; stigma is still real). So to me it's like "well maybe I should just say 'fuck it'. What's the worst that can happen?" Hell, my brother noticed I like tickling an ex-girlfriend one of the times I brought her up for dinner. So I'm starting to think maybe I've just been too locked up about it.
