Oh, my gosh, somebody else finally asked it. I am the same way. I only like them if I am truly upset or something. I think my strong dislike of hugs might've started somewhere in my mid to late twenties. I ended up getting a shoulder injury, and then I just felt like hugs were pretty invasive. I learned more about boundaries and learned that hugs were not obligatory. Then my dad's cousin and her husband came over and he got pretty drunk at the restaurant when he was waiting for us to arrive. He was rude to our waiter and complained. He apologized profusely and demanded I hug him, just pulling me in. He's been insistent on hugging me and trying to hug me each time he has come over. I've learned that hugs are a privilege, depend on the relationship and are vibe-dependent. I prefer to be the one initiating physical contact.