I am grateful, I have no regrets. I will forever cherish that sad twist in my story, but I wish I felt nothing anymore.
While I am a great big fan of hugs and kisses, I normally do not like to be touched. Unless we are close, as in veeery close, I will pull away the moment our skin get in contact. My body language is loud enough, I presume, to tell you when I’m willing to exchange physical contact, otherwise, don’t even try. I will run away.