I’m 37 and I was raised in a house with almost no affection, and the hardest part isn’t missing it, it’s that I still don’t know 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…