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Monday, March 5, 2012

Let’s Talk About Hugging

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Confession time: I’m not a big fan of touching other people. In fact, if it were socially acceptable to snarl at people when they tried to touch me, I would be all about that. 



Not surprisingly, hugging is…rough. Is it rough for you guys, too? I feel like bloggers may be a bit anti-touch. Or maybe I’m just projecting my antisocial-ness. …anyone? I want a cat. 

ANYHOO. I have broken hugs down into three different categories.  Consider it a guide for how to hug like a pro.

1. Hugs with Friends/Acquaintances/Most Family

You know, when that friend you hardly see or your sister or your bff wants to hug you? Honestly, for these people I’d prefer to just do this:



Apparently that’s considered batshitcrazy rude, so instead I do the lean in one arm approach. I think it conveys, “I like you enough that I’m doing this even though it physically pains me.” 


See:


I don’t want to say I should receive a medal for hugging these people, but maybe some kind of cookie for my efforts would be appreciated. 

2. Hugs with My Mom


She gets her own category, because she’s one of the only people I don't mind hugging like a normal person. What? I love my mom. Shut up. 

Seriously, shut up.

3. Hugging Boyfriend


Boyfriend is the only person I actually ENJOY hugging. Maybe even too much.



Clingy? Who said I was clingy??

I think he should feel honored.