I like to think I'm a pretty normal person. And by pretty normal, I mean yes I am completely crazy but at least I occasionally sleep. But one thing that is apparently even more "not normal" and "crazy" (just to give an example of some words I hear every single day) is that I hate being touched.
The occasional hug is fine, if not too awkward, and high fives are kind of childish but acceptable. But I don't like being poked or patted on the back or hugged awkwardly or anything.
Some people like to make me feel uncomfortable by giving me extra long hugs and some people (*cough my father cough*) still haven't realize that I hate when they give me hugs.
My dad's convinced that I'm only against his hugs and that I must let my boyfriend hug me, right? That would be wrong. I do sometimes hug my boyfriend, but...not often. I've realized that I'm probably hurting his feelings and I should just suck it up, but sometimes I just can't.
Why does society even need hugs? WHAT IS THE POINT OF ALL THIS TOUCHING EACH OTHER?
Why would I even want to be hugged after seeing this?
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