i dont think people realize how much touch means something to me, how important touch is to my soul.
If you are touching me in any kind of way, its because you have permission to do it. i grew up scared of everyone touching me (for what my dad peversely said about me and what would happen to me.) and just recently i started to allow it.
This good friend of mine... she hugged me so tightly around the waist today, i was dumbfounded before melting into her grasp.
she made commentary on how i kind of go limp in peoples grasp, and it comes from both
i am cat
i am relaxing
i dont know how hugs work (sob)
but i REALLY like hugs
and uh... i really like when my good friend touches me, holds my hand, hugs me. The feeling is going to keep lingering for awhile...
As cat i find physical touch to be the most vulnerable and comforting thing in the world to me.
who knew the kid who leaned over two years ago to tell me that she liked my art would be literally the closest person in my life? that now i cant stop thinking about her and look for her and talk about her all the time...


















