I used to hate to be touched. I had been hurt by so many hands that I would cringe when anyone would touch me. Having been abused at the hands of my mother, step father, and my ex husband I was afraid that no one could be trusted. My former pastor and now dear friend was the first one to let me know that all people need to be touched.. A hand on the shoulder, a gentle hug was something that every human needs. From the time we are infants and through out entire life we need a loving touch. When you can't tell bad touch from a good one you begin to fear all human contact. I still have some problems with this, but I'm beginning to trust some dear friends to give me a hug and feel safe. I still have a way to go but I am making progress.
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Sending you great big hugs, prayers, and much love my friend.
Wanda - I'm sending a hug your way. sandie
(((((HUGS))))))) to you Wanda!
(((((Big Hugs))))) to you my friend!
Eva
Hugs Hugs Hugs Hugs to you dear one!
As they say in AA, "seek progress, not perfection." We all heal from our wounds in stages, and the deepest cuts never fully disappear. But we are called to keep trying, keep working against our fears, keep moving toward trust. That is what I hear in your lovely post. Thank you.
I don't like to be touched. Except for receiving therapeutic massages occasionally, I don't allow it.
I LOVE your hugs! I know that it's a HUGE step for you to receive them. I remember Randy talking about it in church. I will never forget that day at church, hugging you while you cried and I cried. I think that bonded us together forever. Love you my friend.
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