I have something to admit that I'll never tell anybody in real life. Ever.
I actually enjoy being touched. (And not in a sexual way.) I like someone holding my hand (not on a first date though). I like sitting on the couch with my legs draped over someone's lap. I like being close to someone.
This is so confusing to me. I've gone so long being a fervent anti-toucher. My entire life is a lie. MY LIFE IS A LIE.
I'll still tell people I don't like being touched though. I can't change out of the blue like this.