I hate that in our society s** is taboo. The reaction towards it is so warped I’ve been damaged by it. I wont say how but emotionally I am. My family is to blame as well. I feel tortured over my own s********. It’s like I’m hungry so f****** badly and I cant eat because its shameful. You asexuals or people who dont experience this are so lucky you dont even know. I am like an animal. Like a cat that hasn’t been fixed. Hungry, desperate, clawing at the door screaming but I cant. But its shameful so I have to hide it, swallow the feeling, and deny it. After all I’m the pure one. The innocent one. The baby. But I’m not. But death is okay. People aren’t alarmed at me looking at naked bodies so long as they are dead and mutilated naked bodies on liveleak or what have you. But s** is shameful. Or its a holy special thing. But for me I just dont feel that way. I see it like a daily thing. Like eating. I cant believe we are supposed to suppress this. I feel tortured. If you think I’m a teenager stop. I am in my mid-twenties and I feel this way. That is how warped our society is or at least the one I live in.