"Gosh, you're so uptight. This is probably why your mom left you and your dad and stepmom were more than willing to leave you while they went on holiday with their real family." Those were the words said to 12 year old me by one of my then best friends after she had held me [...]
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Act III
I have always believed that I don’t quite like affection. Whether giving or receiving it; I often get extremely uncomfortable when there’s hugging, cuddling or even just hand holding involved. I barely ever initiate it, but whenever I do, you know I am probably screaming in my head. In my most recent therapy session, we spent [...]
The Dance 