It's very dangerous territory, but I think/hope I'm strong enough to resist it. I am a very affectionate person, and love affection. I hug everybody. I'm just afraid of being vulnerable to that need for safety and comfort of being held, not just hugged, by a man. It was fleeting, but it was an irrational, desperate feeling, kind of like how I imagine my H felt about his LDEA.
[determined]I refuse to make the same sad, hurtful mistakes my H has. [/determined]
It is in the shelter of each other that people live.--Irish proverb
