This. I swear I don’t remember the last time I just had a good HUG.

People in relationships take this kind of intimacy for granted, but for me (and I’ve been divorced for almost 7 years, with one 3 month long fling in the middle), not being touched…not having anyone to hold me after a terrible day while I cry or laugh or whatever…it’s absolutely the worst part for me.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.