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To anybody who may be reading this, I would like to share a secret. This is a truth about me that I’ve been reluctant to share with anybody for as long as it has plagued me. This is a truth that I have fought countless times to no avail. I have even tried to simply deny it, though like a parasite it would never leave me. For as long as I can remember, I have been haphephobic.
Now you might be wondering, “What the hell is that?” And to you I would respond with my deepest envy, as I am jealous of your blissful ignorance. I would also explain that haphephobia is the fear of being touched, and of physical contact. Prolonged physical contact makes me nauseous, and hands are my biggest fear. I imagine you would find that amusing, and if you do, I fully understand. I myself am aware that it is completely irrational, but that obviously isn’t enough to chase away a phobia. I doubt writing a blog will be either, but I just felt like I should share this with somebody, even if it is with people who may or may not care. I don’t know specifically when this started, but from sometime in my childhood, I have been terrified of people even coming near me. (Read more...)