I Cuddle Therefor I Am.When I say 'like', I actually mean 'love'.
I grew up in a house hold where people did not touch each other without the words 'I'm sorry' and a swift averting of one's eyes. Cuddling, was the domain of my heavily eastern european Father and he died when I was very young. Recently, I've stumbled upon a group of friends who are SERIOUS huggers, kissers, cuddelers, no-personal-space-ers. At first, I was HORRIFIED. It took a while but now I can't stop. I'm like an addict or something. I will snuggle anybody. ANYBODY. Unless they smell too bad. God help me. ;.; If I'm stressed, I want a cuddle. If I'm upset, I want a cuddle. If I'm happy, I want a cuddle. The ONLY time I don't want to be touched is if I'm in pain, which isn't the greatest because I have a habit of hurting my back, which would feel better if I'd allow someone to rub it.
Cuddling doesn't have to be sexual. I think we'd all be a lot healthier and happier if we did it more often. I know I am.