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Don't touch me!


Sometimes I think something is terribly wrong with me. Sometimes being the key word. I know and accept who I am though. No complaints here. Its just that there are things that bother me so much and to feel helpless about them just rubs me the wrong way.

I’m a people person and to top it up, my love language is touch. I love to hug people- not everyone though cuz some people are horrible huggers. I love, love, love being with and around people. I just really thrive.

The irony of it however, is I don’t like people in my space; especially people who I don’t know like that. I don’t like it when a random guy puts his arm around my waist or when someone puts their hands around my eyes and tells me to guess who they are.

Don’t get me wrong, I still love people and I think I will for the rest of my life.

There’s just that category of people who don’t seem to know the first thing about personal space.
It really bothers me when I sit in a taxi- public minivan and my neighbor decides to put their arm around my seat! Or when their skin makes contact with mine; I literally squirm. I usually move up to give them space but they just go right ahead to occupy the one I left and their skin is back in contact with mine!

Of course there’s also that human being in the queue who somehow got a strange memo about their body having to touch yours when they line up behind you. 

Really people!? Really!? 

Which part of me moving ahead in the queue says ‘move on up right next to me’ while I’m trying to avoid that body contact?

I’m telling you! That strange body contact with people I don’t know just makes me look forward to the day I buy my own car and just breathe! 

For now though
, I’ll sit upfront right next to the door in the taxi because my space is important to me!

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