ok, so i gotta get these thoughts out, so sorry in advance if this dont make sense, coz i'm not planning on re-reading it b4 postin, otherwise it is unlikely to get there.
i dont know why, but since remembering stuff that happened, i have gotten heaps more protective of my personal space. I have tried to tell dad that i really just need him to listen to me when i ask him not to hug me or whatever, but he dont listen. He thinks its this big joke that i dont like him kissing me, even my cheek, or that i dont let him pat my backside (speaking of which, why the HELL does he need to??) as though i am a little kid or somethin. He thinks just dont listen to me, and i dont know how i can get him to.
It has gotten to the point where when i am having a bad day, there r very few people i will even accept a hug from. For any of u who knew me b4, u would know what a big thing that is for me, esp coz touch is (or maybe was) my main love language.
i dont know if my thinking is just weird or if i have lost the plot or what....