Physical and sexual abuse is so hard for anyone, but especially for those of us who have the touch love language. For me, it taught me that whenever I did something bad, I was supposed to feel bad physically, since my dad abused me for punishment. So whenever I felt like i had done something wrong, and my dad wasnt there, i would physically hurt myself just cause I thought i was supposed to. That that's how life is. But it is not. We all make mistakes and we do not deserve the pain we have felt emotionally or physically. It makes us question if there really is a physical sensation that IS good, or is it all just bad? But there is good out there and that is what i fight for. If i had given up back at my lowest times, I would have never met my wonderful boyfriend who cuddles with me every day.