When I'm in the room with T, the hug doesn't seem so important. I spend most session with my arms crossed against me anything, so it doesn't leave much room for T's arms also.

In my mind, the thought of being hugged, kinda of feels the void. If I was to be hugged I would be cocooned against lifes difficulites. Almost like the chemical hug I've used most of my life.

The hug represents everything my bio mother never did, CLAIM ME! Make yours, take away the emptyness. But as I say that last bit I realise the emptyness will always be there once the hug is finished if I don't learn to fill it with something else more permanent.