Why I don’t Hug

Okay the name of this article is wrong, I do hug, just not very often and I have my own reasons for it, two of them to be exact. The first but probably lesser important is personal space issues.  I am not that comfortable letting people into my personal space. I’m sure it could be psycho-analyzed and traced back to maybe when I was younger and was bullied or something but mainly because of my second reason, I’m am fully comfortable with the boundaries I have set.

The second reason is personally I believe we cheapen it. We cheapen physical contact between each other. Consider two extremes, if one person went around kissing every single person on the lips, when it finally got to your turn, it would mean absolutely nothing. It was just something that person did, and regardless of your opinion of kissing on the lips, the fact would remain that, it was just something that person did, and had about as much meaning as being breathing. Now the reverse is true, if you were hanging around someone who had a history of being very physically conservative, and suddenly he or she gave you a quick peck on the check that small and swift action would and could have more meaning packed into it than an exploding star has energy. And this point is from where I come from, I don’t want hugging to be just something I do. I want to be intentional with all my actions.  I want my actions to mean something when I do them. I know they do things differently in other cultures, but simply put I don’t live in other cultures, I live in this one.

Wesley Hague

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