Leed had some good points. When I was little my brother molested me. And so I didn't like anyone to touch me. My mother always says that I was very independant and wouldn't let her cuddle me or help me get around. And in my flashbacks I remember why. I have a much easier time giving hugs and am somewhat apprehensive about getting them. I am also not a cuddler when I sleep and that also goes way back.

I tried very hard to be loving to my husband and went way out of my boundaries with him. He never lacked for love. But unfortunately his drinking affected me as he could get too intrusive. And he really blew it when he cheated on me.

So sometimes we have things about us that we don't always understand. Or we do come to understand and just don't talk about it.

Open Eyes.