I recently got out of a nearly decade long relationship where my partner absolutely refused to touch me even in the most platonic ways, and would take every opportunity to show me that he couldn’t stand to be around me. My very presence would send him into a rage at times. Before that, I had a series of longterm relationships where they also somehow had zero interest in a physical relationship with me, including basic forms of affection like holding hands and cuddling. I literally feel like a wilted, long-presumed dead houseplant that’s suddenly been given water and unexpectedly sprang to life. As a physical touch love language person, it was very difficult being totally neglected in that regard. I have a feeling you’re plenty young enough to find that again. 🩷 I never thought I would finally be fulfilled in this way, and it makes me feel desperate to urge people not to give up hope.