This Is So Weird

As far back as I can remember, I do not like to be touched. I don't like when people stand too close to me. I don't like compliments because I dont know how to respond to them. I have this bubble surrounding me, and nobody but my kids is allowed into my bubble. Why the hell am I like this? I can't figure it out! Most would say I was mistreated or had some traumatic experience, but seriously I havent. I have led the most unbelievably sheltered life. Here's an example. There's this agent at work that has cancer. He's been out of the office in the hospital, and going through chemo for about a month. He just came in today, everyone was so happy to see him, and they were sharing hugs. I couldnt bring myself to do it. I have a hard time even hugging my own mother.  Don't get me wrong, I'm a very nice person, and a HUGE people person. I love to talk with people and learn about them, but they better not touch me. Is anyone else like this, or am I some weirdo???

kssr25 kssr25
26-30, F
5 Responses Apr 21, 2009

Sounds like a touch of Asperger's syndrome.

The answer lies in Nature and Nurture. You may be an introvert by nature, specifically a Myer-Briggs I_T_ type. However I do know introverts that are open to physicality. So that brings us to nurture. Well, the sheltering explains it. You weren't raised with enough socialization to be comfortable with strangers. The answer? Maybe a little bit of nature, definitely some nurture. <br />
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D.Caf<br />

hmmm ummm well ...i havent helped much after all..haha

Wow, what a relief, im not weird after all...unless we both are newhippy! hehe

This is a very interesting post, i feel exactly like this, although i have suffered abuse too, but i dont think thats why im like this. I actually think its passed down from my mother as in she wasnt a demonstrative person she didnt kiss hug or any of that. My mother has never kissed me, but i made sure that things would not be the same between my son and I. I can hug my son but not anyone else easily. Infact i would find it easier to hug a stranger than put my arms around one of my siblings or mother when they are upset and its not that i dont want to its that i cant. Something in me holds me back. <br />
You are not alone.