I’m 37 and I was raised in a house with almost no affection, and the hardest part may not be missing it — it may be learning how to receive it now that it’s finally being offered
Despite decades of studying psychology and mindfulness, nothing prepared me for moments when people reach for a hug and my body's first instinct is to freeze—not from lack of love, but because at 37, I'm still learning the language of physical affection that most people master in childhood.