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Did anyone else here think they were kinda crazy...?

pshort20

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Maybe some here can relate, maybe others can't. Before Googling "tickling" and finding TMF sometime in the early 2000s. I really thought maybe I should seek some type of therapy. Some here were/are probably more secure with this fetish than I was. Which is fine, and I don't mean psychotic like - admit to insane asylum immediately therapy. Just a strange urges that I couldn't fully understand. Why is my first thought when seeing nearly any woman...is she ticklish? Why do I think about tickling more than half the day? Why is ticklishness a deal-breaker for me in a relationship? Why do i like tickling my female cousins and aunts? Why the hell is tickling even more of a turn for me on then sex itself (I love sex, but i really struggled with the tickling>>>sex mentally)? Why am i driving 50-100 miles for just possible tickling? Why did I think the long drive was worth it only a small portion of tickling? Along with tons of other tickling related questions I self battled with. I've had a tickling fetish for as long as i could remember. This fetish was also something I was extremely secretive about. Which mentally and psychologically made me feel even stranger. I consider myself a normal guy, I did even then. Just thought maybe I was a bit strange or unique. I'm in my early 30s now, and therapy seeking sounds ridiculous now that I'm more mature and confident in my evolving to adulthood. Back then though, it was a very strong consideration in my mid-late teens/20s. Just curious if anyone else had this similar train of thought like i did? Any feedback would be greatly appreciated. Thanks for listening.
 
My late teens were a time in my life where I thought I was going crazy on a lot of levels, so imagining lerring people who bullied me didn't seem weird by comparison 😛 But yes, there was definitely a time when I thought I was the only one out there who liked the idea, and I always felt tremendous guilt for fantasizing about doing that to people. Imagine my relief when I learned that lees exist 😀

~K
 
Never felt crazy, always felt unique, original, special......cool....in the know.......in on a secret......

Look what "they're" into...geesh......I mean, 90% of the world now seems to be obsessed with the butt, the butt and nothing but the butt (it doesn't even have a good name) to the exclusion of all else! They got the whole body to choose from, yet their id chooses the garbage can! Go figure! Well, as the man said: whatever gets you through the night, it's all right. Thanks, John Lennon! That song's a big help! 🙂

......so.....no....it's more like I feel like they're crazy, to be perfectly honest. Boobies and butts, nothing but boobies and butts.......booooring!

Look at this place! I've been off the TMF pretty much for a few years, and I come back....it's like a.....social media site almost now! Maybe it's like this with all "proclivities" and "yens" but usually, on these millions of porn and fetish sites, wouldn't it tend to just be a lot of mouth-breathing yahoos (maybe they are even on Yahoo!) drooling "MILF" and "I want to stick my...." oh whatever, yeech......poor fellas....well no harm done, I guess......we have that too with the compulsive "i see feet" guys, but...maybe because of the interplay involved....you seem to get guys AND girls here, mingling, trading points of view, dating, marrying......which, when you think about it is..... normal. 🙂

(as far as going to great lengths.....we don't...or should I say, we didn't....have the outlet others have. It's really not that different than driving miles to go see a concert you really want to see.

I definitely don't think you need THERAPY.

I have a funny story: I once was in a psychologist's office and I said I was into something weird I was embarrassed about, he says, "I've heard it all, what are you into, golden showers, human toilets..." i mean just starts rifling off a litany of revolting, unsanitary, unsavory acts only a mother could love....all proud of himself..."water sports, pool dunking, burping, slurping...." on and on. So that's what he thinks of me, huh? "No I'm into tickling." Double take. "Tickling????" Grimace. Eyebrows furrowed. I practically sneered at him in disgust. And then he kept asking me questions, thinking he understood it....every question was a no. What a blithering idiot......
 
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Never felt weird or crazy because I knew there were people into all kinds of weird, bad, or gross stuff. I just figured it was uncommon and many would probably respond strangely when told. I never thought there'd be THIS many people into it.
 
I thought there was something wrong with me. While all the other guys couldn't shut up about T&A I was just not so into it. Even googling "tickling" for the first time I was thinking "WTF am I doing?" When I discovered Realtickling and eventually this place I became far more accepting of it.

I've always been a little different though so it was a small count in the reasons I felt like I was a freak. I thought of telling my friends about it in hopes they'd be experiencing something similar, but I never did and don't regret that. To date only three people outside of here know about my fetish (or rather, I've only told three people. I'm sure some people I've tickled in my childhood have connected the dots and my parents have found tickling sites on my browser history but I always denied it, blamed pop-ups).

Anyhow, of those three people one is a bigger sexual deviant than me, one is just a friend who confided his sexuality in me before the repeal of DADT, and the third is my beautiful wife who is an angel about my fetish (although with me across the world from her atm she's more of a tease...)
 
No, I never thought I was weird or crazy at all. If anything, I was surprised to discover that the existing language and vocabulary seemed as crystallized and tucked into corners of outwardly-expressing society as they are. In my mind, ardent fascination with any aspect of sexuality at all turns out to be rooted in something perfectly human and seemingly natural. I supposed that I'd grow up to discover many more friends or people than I have who apprehended people's sexuality in terms like these.
 
I thought I was really weird for being turned on by tickling. Then I did some research via Google and thought of myself pretty normal once I saw how many people are actually into tickling. I felt less lonely lol.
 
As a teen, I tried to "give up" on my tickling fetish a couple times. I threw away my tickling porn stash and swore I would be "normal." Ah, the stupidity of youth. All I can say is that I'm glad I was stupid when I was 15 and not when I was 35. By the time I got out of my teens, I was pretty comfortable with my tickling fetish and eventually all the other fetishes. I feel no guilt, shame or any other negative view of myself. Probably because I was lucky enough to work it out early in my life. It allows me to be very open with sexual and romantic partners with virtually no trepidation.

I got on the internet in 1997 and found several tickling sites, including some devoted to tickling drawings. It was through the internet I bought physical copies of BAC's original comics. I was also surprised at how many others were into tickling.
 
Thanks everybody. Much appreciated. I love all those perspectives and experiences. The ones similar and different from me. Enlightening to hear.
 
I was never at the point where I thought I should seek therapy about my fetishes, but I did have quite a bit anxiety about them in my teens and early 20s. The anxiety was about things like whether I would ever find a partner who would indulge my fetishes and how would I reveal my fetishes to her when the time was right. Stuff like that. But even with all the anxiety I felt, I was always comfortable with HAVING my fetishes.

I had a read a little about fetishes as I was growing up, and the consensus was that a fetish wasn't a problem unless it was (1) driving you to do inappropriate or illegal things or (2) preventing you from having a healthy relationship with your partner. If you were having those issues, then the therapy would be to help you develop healthy ways of enjoying your fetish rather than try to eliminate the fetish all together. I had therapy for other stuff I had to deal with, but that's another story. 🙂

You didn't say if you have a partner or not, but if you don't, watch out for the trap of settling down with the first person who's willing to accommodate your fetish. Don't be afraid to wait for the right person. My ex-wife was willing to let me tickle her and play with her feet, but she really wasn't into it. There were other incompatibilities between us as well, which is why she's my ex-wife now. The difference between her and my long-time girlfriend is like night and day. I'll never forget the first time my girlfriend told me my fetishes are "refreshing". She doesn't have the fetish, but she loves the feeling of losing control as I tickle her to hysterics. That's the kind of partner you want, and they ARE out there. I wish it hadn't taken a divorce for me to figure that out, but better late than never.

Hope this helps.
 
I have a funny story: I once was in a psychologist's office and I said I was into something weird I was embarrassed about, he says, "I've heard it all, what are you into, golden showers, human toilets..." i mean just starts rifling off a litany of revolting, unsanitary, unsavory acts only a mother could love....all proud of himself..."water sports, pool dunking, burping, slurping...." on and on. So that's what he thinks of me, huh? "No I'm into tickling." Double take. "Tickling????" Grimace. Eyebrows furrowed. I practically sneered at him in disgust. And then he kept asking me questions, thinking he understood it....every question was a no. What a blithering idiot......

I think you hit the nail on the head with this! To me, this is the stigma that people who love tickling are stuck with. Because it's so different and little heard of, or admitted to, you tend to get the furrowed eyebrow or weird look from the people that have no clue. And as growing with a feeling of "the need to tickle", it can be confusing even to yourself. All I knew when I was little, was when I saw a bare foot or a female's foot in nylons, I would get a "tingle" somewhere below my stomach and have the tremendous urge to grab said foot and tickle the hell out of it. The only thing that would ever hold me back was the possibility of being totally embarrassed by the person in front of others. I could go on, but that pretty much says it all for me.
 
To this day I struggle with it. It's impacted me in so many negative ways. I haven't gone to therapy for it but I feel like I have to have it as an option. I have to be open to it if I want to actually enjoy it someday. However, if I do choose to go that route, I want to make sure that he/she specializes in fetish or sex therapy, if it even exists. Mainly it's shame and for whatever reason, it seems natural that I feel that way. It's difficult to be comfortable with it. It just is.
 
I was never at the point where I thought I should seek therapy about my fetishes, but I did have quite a bit anxiety about them in my teens and early 20s. The anxiety was about things like whether I would ever find a partner who would indulge my fetishes and how would I reveal my fetishes to her when the time was right. Stuff like that. But even with all the anxiety I felt, I was always comfortable with HAVING my fetishes.

I had a read a little about fetishes as I was growing up, and the consensus was that a fetish wasn't a problem unless it was (1) driving you to do inappropriate or illegal things or (2) preventing you from having a healthy relationship with your partner. If you were having those issues, then the therapy would be to help you develop healthy ways of enjoying your fetish rather than try to eliminate the fetish all together. I had therapy for other stuff I had to deal with, but that's another story. 🙂

You didn't say if you have a partner or not, but if you don't, watch out for the trap of settling down with the first person who's willing to accommodate your fetish. Don't be afraid to wait for the right person. My ex-wife was willing to let me tickle her and play with her feet, but she really wasn't into it. There were other incompatibilities between us as well, which is why she's my ex-wife now. The difference between her and my long-time girlfriend is like night and day. I'll never forget the first time my girlfriend told me my fetishes are "refreshing". She doesn't have the fetish, but she loves the feeling of losing control as I tickle her to hysterics. That's the kind of partner you want, and they ARE out there. I wish it hadn't taken a divorce for me to figure that out, but better late than never.

Hope this helps.

It does help. Thanks. Our ex-wife situations sound eerily similar. My current girlfriend is great thus far as well. She knows a fair amount about this fetish. She's the type that won't put here feet in my lap, but won't pull her feet away either, with extremely ticklish feet. She doesn't full on embrace it, but she's more than tolerable and understanding - at least thus far. Which I love. She's very playful, affectionate, and mouthy/sarcastic - so her personality goes hand in hand it seems with my fetish.
 
To this day I struggle with it. It's impacted me in so many negative ways. I haven't gone to therapy for it but I feel like I have to have it as an option. I have to be open to it if I want to actually enjoy it someday. However, if I do choose to go that route, I want to make sure that he/she specializes in fetish or sex therapy, if it even exists. Mainly it's shame and for whatever reason, it seems natural that I feel that way. It's difficult to be comfortable with it. It just is.

I feel ya man - well said
 
Early on, I thought maybe I was weird, and that made me reluctant about sexual relationships. Luckily, I made a lot of platonic female friends during that time, and I learned that tickling wasn't anywhere near as strange as I'd feared, compared to all the other fetishes out there. I also learned that (in my experience) there are a lot fewer people out there that you could call "vanillas" than you might think. It's just that no one bothered to ask them what they're really into in a way that made them feel like they could answer honestly.
 
Yes, I thought I was crazy. It's relatively recent that the general public has started to learn about fetishes so growing up in the 70's and 80's you just never heard of it. And obviously there were lots of people back then with fetishes but before the internet it was hard for us to find each other making us think that we were more of a minority than we already are. My fetishes for feet and tickling developed early, seriously early like nursery school and kindergarten. I literally thought I was the only one in the world with these feelings and I was terrified. I didn't know what would happen if someone found out. Would they lock me up, would they start doing experiments? Of course now as an adult I realize that's ridiculous. But I remember those feelings of isolation and it was not fun.
 
Try being into tickling before the internet. Especially as a teenager in the 80's, man. Then I'm in a newsstand by my house when I was in high school and picked up an issue of Leg Show (I must have looked older than I was LOL), and there's an Elmer Batters set, with a woman tickling another woman's foot. First time in my life I knew I wasn't alone! But yeah, shit was real back then. You couldn't just Google tickling and find all these wonderful pics and videos like you can today.
 
Not really but mostly cause I didn't care...I figured I was a rare breed, then I found this site and found how big the tickling world is. But it didn't really change anything for me, I don't care about anyone of my friends' sexual preferences so I don't care what they might think of mine..its just not something I need to share to feel the friendships are sound
 
Yes, I thought I was crazy. It's relatively recent that the general public has started to learn about fetishes so growing up in the 70's and 80's you just never heard of it. And obviously there were lots of people back then with fetishes but before the internet it was hard for us to find each other making us think that we were more of a minority than we already are. My fetishes for feet and tickling developed early, seriously early like nursery school and kindergarten. I literally thought I was the only one in the world with these feelings and I was terrified. I didn't know what would happen if someone found out. Would they lock me up, would they start doing experiments? Of course now as an adult I realize that's ridiculous. But I remember those feelings of isolation and it was not fun.

This sounds similar to my childhood. Like you, I was a kid in the 70s and a teenager in the 80s, and I knew I liked feet from somewhere between the ages of 4 and 5. The watershed moment for me was going to an adult video store in 1994 and finding a tickling magazine for the first time. I had gone to these places before during my college years and I had never seen anything relating to tickling. Two years later I got my first internet account and I discovered the usenet groups like alt.sex.fetish.tickling. That was the "wow" moment for me. There are other people out there who are into this too!
 
I've always felt kind of weird about it, but that was partially because the household I grew up in would not be very accepting of me having a fetish. However, and I feel this is more important, I've never felt alone, like I was the only one. Since I realized I was into tickling I found videos and images, and I knew people had to be making those for someone so I at least wasn't alone, and that really helps. But yes, I've always felt weird about it and I'm not sure if I'll ever not feel like I'm weird because of it, but that's fine with me...normal is boring anyway haha.
 
Definitely thought I wasn't normal and very "weird." Though, I now know I'm plenty weird and that's ok. 🙂 Anyway, there was one past relationship where I opened up to a guy I was dating and he thought I was crazy. I was pretty bummed out by that experience, but thankfully that was only one person and the rest have been wonderful.
 
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