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Thoughts on being a waifuist

I’m not a mushy person. I don’t wish them a good night each night. I haven’t even written a letter to either of them for over a month. I say ‘them’ because I have two waifu. It’s been a very turbulent time wrestling with my emotions…. I’ve broken up with each once up to now, thinking I had it all wrong in one way or another. I didn’t have confidence then as I do now. I’ve been through the loss of a close friend—’younger brother’, even; and I’ve, too, been through an ‘event’ that stirred up some worrying response in me following that. It set me right; though, I haven’t told anyone I asked my ex to take me back. Too shy to do that.

There are spaces to navigate to, to meet like-minded individuals. I’m not a big fan of talking about it at all even in these spaces. I’m not a mushy person, and I apparently stray some ways away from how other waifuists express their devotion. I did have a dakimakura pattern made up for them (though I’ll admit that was at a time when I was confused about my feelings…. … Somehow my heart did know how I would come to truly feel, however…). It has been a wild ride.

Love is a crazy thing. I fall in and out of it on a regular basis (or maybe I don’t. I don’t know what it is). I go through times where all I think about are my waifu. I go through periods where climbing into bed is just a means to an end. I try not to think too heavily into it. Yet, it’s comforting having her or her facing me when I need it. It must be my temperment….


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