That’s how I’d love to introduce myself. I normally stop after saying my name, but I wish I could say the rest. You see, I hate being touched. Weird, right?
It’s just how I am. I don’t like being hugged, kissed on the cheek or even shaking hands. I never have and I’m going to guess, I never will.
Just so you don’t think I’m a total cold-hearted freak, I’ll let you know there is one caveat. I do like when someone I’m dating touches me. But that’s rare. Very, very rare. When I’m out on a date with a guy and he holds my hand or grazes my shoulder and I don’t automatically shutter and flinch, that’s when I know I really like him. Aside from those few select dudes that pass my touch test, I’d like everyone else to back off.
It’s not that I’m afraid of germs or think people are dirty. I don’t like being touched because it feels way too intimate to me. It’s like my brain is all, “This body is mine. Everyone else, hands off the merch!” I know it doesn’t make much sense, but it’s how I really feel. And apparently, I’m the only one. It seems like everyone else loves touching each other.
Strangers will hug me when they meet me and old friends kiss me on the cheek to say hi. What ever happened to a good old fashioned personal space respecting wave? Seriously, when did that stop being enough?
I’ve learned to manage my touch-phobia and can generally act like a normal person in high touch situations. Just this week I kissed my friend’s mom on the cheek when I said hello and hugged another friend’s boyfriend when she introduced us. And in both situations, I think I managed to look like my skin wasn’t crawling. But, it was.
Sometimes people call me out on it. Every once in a while I’ll hear, “Julie, you’re not going to hug me?” or “Come on, hug me like you mean it.” And instead of explaining that I’d rather be raked over hot coals while listening to spoken-word poetry, I just go in for the hug. There’s no real way to explain my touching thing without offending my friends or making myself sound like a royal freak. I guess I could just send them a link to this article now.
I’m wondering, am I really alone in this touch thing? Anyone else out there not want to be touched? Let me know in the comments if you think this is beyond weird or if you relate.