On Christmas Eve Dave and I went running. We came back just in time for dinner to start, so didn't shower. Several hours later, as we were leaving, my mother hugged me and said (as she frequently does after hugging me), "My babies always smell so nice! They always have!"
I said, "What? Like sweat?"
Dude. I'm 31. I'm an adult person. I don't smell nice. And if I do, back the fuck up, alright?
She complains that I don't like physical contact. She thinks I was damaged as a child and have somehow manifested the damage as an adult in disliking to be hugged or kissed. Could it be that I dislike having my body odor commented upon by my mother? Could it be that is a line I actually don't need to have crossed by her? And so I shy away from being hugged?
Hmmm....
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