What I say: “I’m touch-starved.”
What you think I mean: “I need a hug.”
What I truly mean: “I need someone to platonically lie across me with their full weight, crushing my body and providing deep pressure until my errant soul is reabsorbed into my flesh. Also, a hug would be nice.”
I’ve had to explain this to people who think it’s weird, but when I add, “You know… like cats…” they seem to understand.
I apologize for intruding on this post, but it occurs to me that the people you talked to may think you just… want enormous cats to lay on you.
That would also be acceptable.
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