Why I am ashamed of my tickling fetish

[duderino84]

Hello All,

I am simply trying to determine if my vanilla friends think I am crazy. I set it up first, I don't just post what I wrote here without first asking if they felt comfortable giving me an opinion. I am scared that I might creep any of them out. However, this obsession is a part of me, which is why I am slowly revealing it to people I care about. Hoping it doesn't blow up in my face. It most certainly will. I am only revealing to my female friends that I am close too

It helps that I don't actively, or passively try to tickle any of them or such. I have admitted that there were many times in which I wanted to though. Most of them seem to think it is more sexual for me. I'd say it is more half and half.

Thanks

K

I think people let other people control them too much. If people care for you, really care for you, then they'll be cool with whatever. That's really the shortest answer. In the meantime, just stay calm, try to avoid anxiety (which can trigger hunger/sexual aggression/etc) and enjoy life.

 

[avethibaltus]

This has been a great inspiration to me, not only as regards tickling but various other aspects of my life:

“Admit it. You aren’t like them. You’re not even close. You may occasionally dress yourself up as one of them, watch the same mindless television shows as they do, maybe even eat the same fast food sometimes. But it seems that the more you try to fit in, the more you feel like an outsider, watching the “normal people” as they go about their automatic existences. For every time you say club passwords like “Have a nice day” and “Weather’s awful today, eh?”, you yearn inside to say forbidden things like “Tell me something that makes you cry” or “What do you think deja vu is for?”. Face it, you even want to talk to that girl in the elevator. But what if that girl in the elevator (and the balding man who walks past your cubicle at work) are thinking the same thing? Who knows what you might learn from taking a chance on conversation with a stranger? Everyone carries a piece of the puzzle. Nobody comes into your life by mere coincidence. Trust your instincts. Do the unexpected. *Find the others*…” Timothy Leary

Each of us is unique and it is the uniqueness that makes life interesting, exciting, liveable, endurable. Just because the people around you will not openly admit the ways in which they are unique, doesn't mean that you are wrong or less of a person. I think it is good to put out the feelers but important not to constantly be knocking on the door with your fetish.