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My dad told me that my mom was jealous of me as a child. I don't remember much,maybe because I repressed those memories or, because of the epileptic attacks I used to get. Sometimes I wish I could remember because,i wouldn't be trying to understand why I turned out the way I did. My mom would get angry if I kissed my dad on his cheeks, or wanted to sit in his lap.  Later  on my parents separated I stayed with my mom. When I was  14 or so I had desires to hug actors or teachers I admired especially,father  figures. I realized  yesterday that my whole life I have believed physical affection  was wrong. After  living in  denial I'm going to  admit that touch is one of my primary love languages along with quality time. But I'm still struggling with my belief related to touch and my need for it.

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