Sex dolls, she taught me to change

Since working outside, I have less and less desire to communicate with others, as if I have lost my language function. With colleagues and members of the opposite sex, I don't say much except for necessary conversation.

To others, I seem cold and rigorous. But I am really afraid that I will say something wrong and make everyone unhappy. The workplace atmosphere makes me feel extremely depressed, from talking to being silent. The rise in working ability is in direct proportion to the loss of language ability.

Any era of silent people, seems to be pinned on the pragmatic label.

I want to run away, but I want to live, looking forward to a 4ft barbie doll.

​Occasionally my parents care about my emotional life, but I don't know what to do. But, even their care, occasionally it scares me.

I'm afraid to contact and communicate with strangers. ​Perhaps brunette sex doll would be better?

My friends frequently ask me to attend psychological counseling. I understand, I simply don't want to be wrong. Why can't people be extremely straightforward to show their own ideas, insist on winding around?

To me, the most direct communication is to tell me directly what you're thinking.

That day, my friend told me that he could not accompany me all the time. After all, he had his own life, and he hoped that I could face the pressure that should belong to me independently.

That night, he and I had a deep conversation. He suggested that I could practice my communication ability from simulation first. It doesn't have to be a real person, it could be a social APP or a simulation game.

For my own part, I was hoping for an interactive, but silent sex doll.

It was during this conversation that the word doll came into my life.

We chose it for a long time, and the doll that we settled on was my ideal model.

It's been a long time to wait, but for me, it could be a fresh beginning.

The doll's case was large and measured. My hand still quivered as I unpacked the box. I could scarcely imagine that I even cared about it.

Under the bubble, it's gonna be my roommate.

The friend pulled the suitcase away, he said, his mission was over. It's only me and her in the room. Let's read the instructions and get her dressed.

A month later, I began to get used to talking to her, even though it was me alone. But in fact, I also began to be shorter constrained, will give her maintenance, buy her lovely clothes, talk to her, naturally a lot more, pay attention to the topic is also extra.

In the company, I seem to be able to follow their topics, clothes, cosmetics and so on. It's still clumsy, but it's an improvement. ​Perhaps I'll get out of it, like my friend suggested, open up to it.

In fact, I am extremely lucky to have such a friend, who accompanies me to practice, accompanies me to talk, listens to my complaints "people".

The future is still to come...

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