What is Psychoanalysis proposed by Sigmund Freud? Random thoughts about Sex.

What is Psychoanalysis proposed by Sigmund Freud?
He asked his client to lie on a couch then he asked them to relax a bit. Then he used to get hold of his notebook and he asked them to say everything that comes to their mind. He asked them to be honest and he asked them to not to inhibit or censor. He used to record their thoughts. This is a sort of catharsis and I love this idea and I sometimes practice this method to express myself. I am going to write random things and thoughts as they flash in my mind.Sex. I used to be aware of sexual pleasures when I was just in grade 2. My neighbour girl Seemi used to attract me and there was another girl I just forgot her name. During the break at school I used to push a girl called Asma. So we in class 2 used to enjoy small sexual activities. When I was in grade 5 I used to have sexual feelings about one of my teachers. Her name was Miss Shakira. I used to have sexual fantasies about her. She was fair and tall and I always loved tall girls especially with large bodies. But this does not mean that I liked fat girls instead I loved tall girls with large bodies. I never liked skinny or fat girls but large sized girls attracted me always. In class 5 I used to love two girls whose names were Shamim and Farzana. I liked Ferzana because of her beautiful eyes and because of her healthy and curvy body. But frankly speaking I did not know anything about the insertion of cock into a pussy. Lol. But there was a pleasing sensation in my mind about girls. I liked Shamim because she was quite intelligent and sober, Her eyes were dark brown and I loved her eyes, She was not fair colored like Farzana instead she was a bit wheatish, But she always wore clean and tidy uniform. I just thought that she used to wash her uniform daily. I liked her mainly because of her personality. She used to be a bit proud and she did not talked to me quite much though I wanted to talk to her. I used to give toffees etc to my female class fellows but I could never dare to offer my sweets to Shamim. I don’t know why but I think I was afraid of rejection. Her handwriting was impressive. She had a brown colored fountain pen and I too bought a pen of the same color and I wanted her to notice that me too have the same pen but it appeared that she ignored me and my things on purpose. She was a hard to impress girl. One day I followed her to her house to find out her house. I started to offer prayers in those days and I used to pray that O God create love in the heart of Shamim for me. One day she needed my English notebook and I happily gave that to her because that was first time she asked something from me. In the evening I got a desire to see her so I just went to her house and I asked her that if you have completed the homework please return me my notebook. She said that she has finished the homework and she returned me my notebook. That was my first and last visit to her house. I often used visited her street and I wished to have some magical power to go inside her house. I thought of going invisible. Then after passing class 5 we did not meet again in our life but I still remember her dark brown eyes.

Oh I forgot. One day I wrote a love letter for her and I wanted to throw that letter into her house. I remember it was a Friday. I just kept that letter in my pocket and I planned to throw it into her house in the evening. On the same day in the morning I went to Friday bazaar with my mom and my love letter was sitting in my pocket. In the bazaar my mom asked me if I had a one rupee note and I did have a one rupee note and I got that note out of my pocket but my love letter also got out and I got worried and I suddenly tried to hide it from my mom but my mom asked what is it and I got frightened and quickly I made a ball out of the letter and threw it under a bridge and my mom went into it and she took it out and I felt as if I will die that day. My mom read it and she did not say anything but I really felt extremely bad. I went to the mosque to offer friday prayers and after prayers I wandered here and there because I did not want to return home to face my mom. After some time I went home and ate my lunch but i could not face the eyes of my mom and I thought that time that it was better to die than to face her eyes. It was a terrible day in my life. Thank you and have a good day Just pray for me lest I should come out of the troubles in which I am. Haha. good night!