"I was driving home the other day when I had an epiphany – I don’t have to live my life for other people. This isn’t a new thought and it’s certainly not unique. It’s an idea I’ve been exposed to repeatedly but have failed to execute; however, there, on the side of the road as I pulled the mail out of the mailbox, it came to me again and this time I felt it in my bones. Suddenly, it seemed visceral."
"i’m not a hugger. i’m comfortable embracing my children but in general, hugs make me feel edgy and encroached upon. this includes my parents and siblings, though it makes me a little sad that my aversion causes them distress."