Emotional Hunger
in Psychology & Therapy ·
I’ve read through everything here, and honestly—my only real advice is this: you need to learn how to work on your emotional modulation and regulation.
It’s a lot like those Pavlovian conditioning experiments you see with dogs—except this is a specific kind of self-control where you’re expected to act as both the trainer and the dog at the same time.
Look, let’s get one thing straight—your emotions, how you choose to interpret what other people are doing, and those unrealistic emotional expectations you hold? That's all on you. It’s entirely subjective. It has absolutely nothing to do with anyone else.
You know how the saying goes—if your hand is working against you, cut it off. If your anatomy is causing nothing but trouble, get rid of it. And if your emotions start messing with your head? Liquidate them. Period. 🤣
Actually, that’s not quite how you’d say it—but honestly, I just had a sudden spark of inspiration. 😁
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Look, you’re not wrong—you hit the nail on the head there. People are struggling just to put food on the table and afford a basic drink, and here you are, trying to shove nothing but raw emotion down their throats. It doesn't sit right.
Maybe you need to spend a few days out in the middle of nowhere with nothing but some hardtack and water—just see how you like it. Then maybe you’ll finally realize that your little emotions aren't actually all that important. 😉 🤣
It sounds like you’re the kind of person who desperately needs a total life overhaul—a complete realignment of what actually matters. To you, love isn't about those grand, performative gestures or constantly showering someone with empty affection—it’s about showing up. It’s that willingness to step up and actually do something when it truly counts, right when your partner needs you most.
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I can tell you firsthand—my parents are exactly the same way. They’re either completely checked out or just aggressively, almost blindly, optimistic about everything. It's one or the other. 😍 It’s like watching those idiots throwing boiled potatoes or dart arrows at each other. 😠 .
Even kids only seem to exist when both parents are so intensely laser-focused on each other that they reach a breaking point—you know, that moment where everything becomes too much, everyone’s getting cranky, or the kids finally go and screw something up big time.
Being around kids can be incredibly draining—honestly, it’s just tedious most of the time. It creates this sort of suffocating, stagnant environment where you don't feel truly alive. You end up feeling half-dead, misunderstood, or just plain ignored—like you don't even exist, or like your whole life is just some random roll of the dice.
Let’s be clear here—we aren't talking about people who actually possess the intellectual depth to focus on one another. They lack that capacity entirely. Even if someone smarter, more rational, or just plain better looking is standing right next to them—whether it's their own kids or just some other person—they don't see it. It’s like they’re completely blind to anyone else's presence.
It’s funny how you interpret that "ignoring" behavior—or rather, their hyper-fixation on each other—as this desperate hunger for emotional connection. For everyone else, myself included, it’s different. We aren't craving that manufactured intimacy; we’re hungry for actual stimuli. When it comes to being social, we're looking for constant humor, genuine entertainment, and something that actually lets me get fully immersed in the moment.
It’s a lot like those Pavlovian conditioning experiments you see with dogs—except this is a specific kind of self-control where you’re expected to act as both the trainer and the dog at the same time.
Look, let’s get one thing straight—your emotions, how you choose to interpret what other people are doing, and those unrealistic emotional expectations you hold? That's all on you. It’s entirely subjective. It has absolutely nothing to do with anyone else.
You know how the saying goes—if your hand is working against you, cut it off. If your anatomy is causing nothing but trouble, get rid of it. And if your emotions start messing with your head? Liquidate them. Period. 🤣
Actually, that’s not quite how you’d say it—but honestly, I just had a sudden spark of inspiration. 😁
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Ryan Kelly2 said:hiddeneagle98, thanks for the deep dive. Honestly, my partner actually cracked a joke once when I was being super snarky and angry at him, and it totally flipped the mood from rage to laughter.
But yeah, that was a one-time thing. A total fluke.
My guy is way more immature than I am. Instead of just laughing off the tension, he gets defensive and acts like dealing with my baggage is some massive burden—especially since he’s got his own mess to deal with, probably even more than me.
I tried explaining what’s going on in my head, but it backfired completely. He just doesn't get it. Actually, it made him even angrier because he thinks I'm wasting time on this stuff. His big argument? "We’re healthy and we have jobs, what else do you want?" Like, seriously?
So, yeah, expecting any kind of teamwork from him is a lost cause.
At this point, it's all on me. I have to do the heavy lifting on myself to figure out how to channel this stuff and finally deal with these childhood patterns I'm projecting onto him from my old man.
But here's what's really eating at me: can an immature partner actually help with this process, or are they just gonna make everything ten times worse?
Maybe that's a rhetorical question. Probably is.
Look, you’re not wrong—you hit the nail on the head there. People are struggling just to put food on the table and afford a basic drink, and here you are, trying to shove nothing but raw emotion down their throats. It doesn't sit right.
Maybe you need to spend a few days out in the middle of nowhere with nothing but some hardtack and water—just see how you like it. Then maybe you’ll finally realize that your little emotions aren't actually all that important. 😉 🤣
It sounds like you’re the kind of person who desperately needs a total life overhaul—a complete realignment of what actually matters. To you, love isn't about those grand, performative gestures or constantly showering someone with empty affection—it’s about showing up. It’s that willingness to step up and actually do something when it truly counts, right when your partner needs you most.
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Ryan Kelly2 said:Hey everyone! I’ve been sitting here realizing there’s this one thing that’s absolutely eating me alive: this constant, starving hunger for love.
There was a time when I felt it way more intensely, like it was crushing me.
I honestly had no clue where it was coming from or why I felt so empty, but I’m finally starting to untangle the mess and see things for what they really are.
Look, let’s be real—the root cause is my parents.
It’s the classic American dysfunctional family setup: an emasculating father and a mother who was weak and totally immature. They were so wrapped up in their own toxic dynamic that, weirdly enough, they actually got jealous whenever any attention was directed toward me or my brother.
If my mom tried to show me even a shred of affection, my dad would get bitter about it. He wanted all her focus for himself. And vice versa. It was a total tug-of-war.
Every single bad relationship choice I’ve made since then stems directly from that internal conflict that’s been baked into my psyche since birth.
This massive craving for validation drove me straight into the arms of people who either couldn't give it to me or people I ended up sabotaging myself.
I’ve calmed down a bit lately, but don't get it twisted—I've just suppressed it.
This insatiable hunger for love manifests as this constant, nagging anxiety that my partner doesn't love me enough, and it swallows me whole whenever I hit a low point!
And it always, *always* circles back to that same old insecurity rooted in my childhood home.
The latest meltdown happened just recently. I went to visit my family, and my dad barely even looked at me. He just completely ignored my presence.
I haven't done anything to him; I'm living my life, working, and visiting them when I can. But the man acts like I don't even exist.
In an instant, he triggered that nasty, gut-wrenching, uncomfortable feeling that haunted my entire childhood and followed me into adulthood.
I seriously thought I was "healed," but clearly, the wounds are still wide open.
After episodes like that, I start demanding way too much from my partner. I get hyper-sensitive, constantly hunting for proof that they care, and then—paradoxically—instead of getting more love, they pull away.
It’s like they can sense my dysfunction, while all I want is for them to feed me with emotions and constant reassurance.
But that’s not how the world works, so the hunger just grows, and suddenly I’m acting "crazy."
HOW DO I SATISFY THIS HUNGER WITHOUT RELYING ON OTHER PEOPLE? How do I feed my own soul without this pathological desperation?
How do I stop being a bottomless pit?
I can tell you firsthand—my parents are exactly the same way. They’re either completely checked out or just aggressively, almost blindly, optimistic about everything. It's one or the other. 😍 It’s like watching those idiots throwing boiled potatoes or dart arrows at each other. 😠 .
Even kids only seem to exist when both parents are so intensely laser-focused on each other that they reach a breaking point—you know, that moment where everything becomes too much, everyone’s getting cranky, or the kids finally go and screw something up big time.
Being around kids can be incredibly draining—honestly, it’s just tedious most of the time. It creates this sort of suffocating, stagnant environment where you don't feel truly alive. You end up feeling half-dead, misunderstood, or just plain ignored—like you don't even exist, or like your whole life is just some random roll of the dice.
Let’s be clear here—we aren't talking about people who actually possess the intellectual depth to focus on one another. They lack that capacity entirely. Even if someone smarter, more rational, or just plain better looking is standing right next to them—whether it's their own kids or just some other person—they don't see it. It’s like they’re completely blind to anyone else's presence.
It’s funny how you interpret that "ignoring" behavior—or rather, their hyper-fixation on each other—as this desperate hunger for emotional connection. For everyone else, myself included, it’s different. We aren't craving that manufactured intimacy; we’re hungry for actual stimuli. When it comes to being social, we're looking for constant humor, genuine entertainment, and something that actually lets me get fully immersed in the moment.