If you're someone who's gone through neglect or trauma, and love and affection are genuinely weird to receive, this is the post letting you know that it's okay to allow someone to make the weird a little more bearable.
It's okay to find casual closeness odd and be touch averse just as it is okay to love to be touched, to crave to be touched, just as much as you fear it. It's okay to unlearn that hands hurt and tongues are sharp. It's okay to enjoy your body and enjoy others.
And it's okay when it takes time. It's okay if you relapse. It's okay if one day you can snuggle for hours and the next you don't want to be touched at all.
Recovery is a long, winding path, but it's more than worth taking.