I HATE HUGS. I HATE THEM. STOP IT.
UGHHHH my mum is driving me insane! I have almost a phobia of hugs and she doesn't understand and refuses to, and just gets insulted!
So, hugs are good sometimes. Sometimes I love hugs. I love them when it's NATURAL. Like if I meet someone for the first time in a while, or say goodbye, or thank someone, or someone is upset, or I'm upset. That's great. It feels nice. Better.
But I hate hugs for the sake of hugs, just because it's night time and mum hasn't had a hug since morning. I suppose hugs are the platonic intimacy equivalent of kisses. And I suppose, like kisses, hugs are great when you're in the mood and everything is natural and just right. But I doubt she would force someone to kiss her constantly whenever she wants one, so why force me to hug her?
Whenever she tries to force me into hugging her, I am BLATANTLY uncomfortable. I tense up to the point of my muscles HURTING, I look miserable, I strain away, I make it the most pathetic, short lived, barely-contacting hug that it's possible to give.
Instead of taking the hint that it's upsetting me and backing off, she insits that "hugs are nice, everyone loves hugs" and tries to manhandle or blackmail me into giving her one.
And if I point out, like I did tonight, that the more she tries to force it, the more I hate it... she flies off the handle, acting like I just professed to hating her, totally insulted, and tries to guilt-trip me instead.
It's gotten to a point where I actually dread her coming up to my room before bed because I know that a hug is coming.
So, hugs are good sometimes. Sometimes I love hugs. I love them when it's NATURAL. Like if I meet someone for the first time in a while, or say goodbye, or thank someone, or someone is upset, or I'm upset. That's great. It feels nice. Better.
But I hate hugs for the sake of hugs, just because it's night time and mum hasn't had a hug since morning. I suppose hugs are the platonic intimacy equivalent of kisses. And I suppose, like kisses, hugs are great when you're in the mood and everything is natural and just right. But I doubt she would force someone to kiss her constantly whenever she wants one, so why force me to hug her?
Whenever she tries to force me into hugging her, I am BLATANTLY uncomfortable. I tense up to the point of my muscles HURTING, I look miserable, I strain away, I make it the most pathetic, short lived, barely-contacting hug that it's possible to give.
Instead of taking the hint that it's upsetting me and backing off, she insits that "hugs are nice, everyone loves hugs" and tries to manhandle or blackmail me into giving her one.
And if I point out, like I did tonight, that the more she tries to force it, the more I hate it... she flies off the handle, acting like I just professed to hating her, totally insulted, and tries to guilt-trip me instead.
It's gotten to a point where I actually dread her coming up to my room before bed because I know that a hug is coming.