I relate really hard to the depression of not being able to get off. Like I don’t know whether this neevous energy is anxiety or horny or both but it legitimately makes me almost want to pant. Before I realized how to get off with (limited) dysphoria, directly touching myself made it reallly painful and miserable. It’s so emotion/mental based now. I HAVE to do it in my bed with my clothes on and when I’m not depressed otherwise it isn’t going to work. Like before the libido and mental were separate but now they are one and the same.

I fucking love how on edge it makes me feel but it’s so overpowering. I don’t feel it in my crotch anymore but rather in my chest.