PDA

Public Display of Affection. Something that bothers me to the fingertips, when people can't get their mouth to separate in public places, or if they can't get their hands of each other. They have special places for these things; privacy of once home.  Don't get me wrong, love and affection is a pretty thing and I'm not saying that a couple in love should not go around showing their affection.....but in a moderate way.  But come to think of it, why is it that they feel the need to kiss each other on every single corner, every time they're parting for the day (the day, not the whole month).  Is it to remind every one around that they are a couple and they still are indeed very much into each other, is it to remind them self that they're a couple or are they really going to miss each other so much for the next 8 hours that they need to seal it with a kiss.

Maybe I'm misunderstanding the whole thing, maybe this is the norm and I just don't get it.  Generally I'm not a big fan of close contact; full body contact such as hugging makes me turn into a stone and I usually stand there, holding my breath waiting for the good-minded people to let me go. It's not because I was never hugged as a child (hehe, no torn childhood that can explain that), in fact I probably won the family lottery, it's just that I dont like people coming to close and holding me in some kind of a sumo-grip. So as one might expect, I'm not too keen on showing public display of affection. It's just not my thing. I don't need people around me to know if I'm affectionate to the person in question. The only person who needs to know that is the person that is receiving my affection......in the privacy of my home.  

There is also another reason for the fact that I'm not really into doing PDA. When I'm faced with the situation of being around two people that are a couple (or something of that kind) and they seem to be engaged in checking each others tonsils and pockets, I really don't know what to do with myself. I start staring really hard at the sky, excessively checking my nails or digging deep in my bag hoping to find something of interest, yet knowing it contains nothing but a wallet.  Embarrassed...that's what they call it I believe. And there are many feelings I choose over being embarrassed.

I can't decide if this hugging/close-contact phobia of mine is bad or nothing to be bothered about. Doesn't really bother me so much until someone approaches with their arms wide spread ready to smother me in hugs....then I get a bit freaked.  But don't get me wrong, if a good friend needs a hug...I surely will set my uncomfort aside and give them a hug, of course.
And just because I dont do PDA doesn't mean I'm lacking affection...I just don't put it on a platter for random John to view.

Oh...hold on! I just remembered, I can hug my dogs and horses real good and for a long time. Forget about this whole piece here. I'm aborting the hug-phobia theory....