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I thought it was an allusion to Freud, Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar. My thanks was based on that.

I gather he meant, every single thing isn't a symbol for something in one's unconscious. I actually think asking why is a good question if the question is indeed meant to elecit insight.

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Yay. Through security. I could tell all the non Canadians in line based on who removed their shoes.

Now just waiting for my plane. Small one this morning. Embraer E90.

It was a play on Freud's comment, and at the same time, for me, I'd just roll my eyes if my T asked me that question and then be like, "Don't over think it."

If someone finds value in exploring it, then sure, and I personally find no value in it for me. It is what it is without ulterior motive.

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I did get the Freud reference

I'm not saying that there was anything wrong with the comment. It's just that for me, nothing about a hug is simple or self-evident, so I genuinely didn't understand what "just a hug" would mean to somebody else. If it is a gesture of comfort, then to me that is much, much more than "just a hug", it is a hug that is intended for comfort. Which sounds awesome. In that way it is maybe a little sad to be 40+, and several decades too old to receive any such gesture from another person.

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Oh yeah! I didn't say you didn't, I was just saying yes, I was making a tongue in cheek reference LOL

I mean, there is, in my mind, an inherent thing that is a hug. It's a means of connection through human touch. I mean we hug for all sorts of reasons in life. And I guess I don't see that as worthy of any deeper analysis or explanation. I've certainly hugged my T after a stressful session and I guess that would be a "comfort" hug. But I've asked him for a hug once or twice just because I wanted to hug him. No reason. Just liked the idea of hugging him

This! Somehow in my mind I find a motive for everything even if it's an honest innocent thing. A hug is never just a hug, to me. I'm always waiting for the other shoe to drop. The only people I trust to give hugs that are honestly innocent are those I gave birth to. And it is a little sad that I'm 41 and paying people to touch me (please don't take that the wrong way!) is the only touch I have outside of my children, and I'm perfectly content with that.

(((Mast)))) virtual hugs are ok, aren't they?

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And I really feel bad for my girl, because if this is how she felt, she acted like an angel!

Can I ask why you think being over 40 is a reason you cannot get a hug for comfort? I'm not sure I understand. I am over 40 and still expect to get hugs for comfort.

Actually, I do remember H hugging me a bit like that, sort of comforting, a couple of times shortly after my dad died. So I shouldn't sound as if I never get hugs.

I'm sorry, mkac - I was only talking about myself. I am too old to learn how to expect and ask for that kind of thing, I think. And I don't know whom I could (and would want to ask).

Actually, the more I think about it, I think I'm pretty much just stuck in my old habits of thinking. I hug my nieces and nephews, and some of my friends - not hugs of comfort, but nice all the same. It's just, when I think of hugs and myself in the same sentence, I feel a little revolted because I find myself rather repulsive.

Hugging my t evolved from your first statement to the 2nd to the 3rd! Its like i just realized it when you said this. i mean at first it WAS giving me something i was missing, then i just liked it, now its the strength of our relationship.

I want to be in my pajamas at home, with my pup, on my couch with my blanket and a mug of tea. Instead here I am at work in uncomfortable clothes today, why do I wear the things I do sometimes? In an office chair sitting on a virtual couch with amazing company I might add

The Saint Patrick's Day celebrations have started in the main hallway of my workplace - I can hear the music, very faintly, to my office.

I need to take a shower. I don't really want to. I want to soak in the tub with a book. But the older boy is doing math which requires my attention. I also have to clean the tub. Which is a lot of work.

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I work in a field with a lot of huggers. They hug if they haven't seen each other for an hour (well, maybe an exaggeration). I just do it to not make it awkward, but there was one colleague who refused to ever hug. She said she would only do it in a desperate situation, out of pity.

A couple of my best friends are also my colleagues (or at least they were my colleagues - we still work in the same building) and I do hug them - but the thought of hugging any other colleagues is very foreign. Swedes are not a huggy people. We don't hug people in church or acquaintances that are not close, and definitely not our workmates.

I lived in Norway for a year, and loved the fact that people were social without all the touching.

Ok- I need some advice. I mentioned once that during our staff development meeting this coming Friday at work, part of the day will spend learning self-defense from a professional. He is a parent in our school, and has been teaching it to the children during their gym classes. The idea of my coworkers touching me, even in a fake menacing way.. sets off all kids of bells and whistles. I do have PTSD dx, and T and I talked about it last appointment. He said that I could come up with some version of the truth (I don't like to be touched because of a MI) to tell my bosses to get out of it. Or, I could use it as an exposure type thing and see if I can get through it. Though, I really don't feel like enduring a flashback or panic attacks in front of friends.

I should really say something to my boss, right? I think that maybe they might want some kind of note from a T.. Then it makes me feel so stupid- like a kid trying to get out of gym class. Ugh, I don't know what to do. What would you do?

I think I responded to this questions when you asked it at some earlier date.

I would just talk to my administrator ahead of time and say I am not comfortable with the class for personal reasons, basically just saying the activity would be personally stressful for me for reasons I don't feel comfortable divulging; I would not give detail. I would not bring a note from my therapist. I would offer to perhaps watch from a distance if I thought that was okay; if not, I'd offer to do some alternative work that would suffice as my inservice hours. I've found my administrators pretty accommodating, but not all administrators are made alike.