I'm Touch Deprived

The "I Need To Be Held" Edition

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I don’t believe in trigger warnings when people are talking about their pain.

But in the spirit of not being an ass:

*trigger warning*

Child sexual abuse and a lack of basic human connection…

I am touch deprived.

I spent today crying in my car holding a burgundy bandana.

The bandana was a gift from the kind-hearted butcher with the flower in her hair. Last month I was in a bad place - I needed comfort. I didn’t know what else to do so I headed to the grocery store and asked for a hug from a stranger. I almost fell to my knees when she gently put her hand on the back of my head and pulled me in closer.

So instead of working today (which I should have been) I held the bandana and wept as I replayed that moment over and over again in my mind.

But I wanted to do more than cry -…