Today in Physical Science, this woman decided it would be fun to talk to me. She asked me question after question after question. Admittedly, the questions were class-related, but it got annoying. She attended the first class and took the same notes as me, so why was she pestering me so much? Well, if that weren’t bad enough, when we were coming back from the 5 minute break we got (since the class is 3 hours long), she asked me what I had answered for the quiz today. I told her B. She’d answered C. She wanted to know why I said B, and I told her that I said B because it was the right answer and it was in my notes. Well, somehow, during this exchange, she decided the appropriate thing to do would be to grab my arm. Now, this may seem like no big deal, but I don’t like to be touched. I mean, I really cannot stand when someone touches me without my giving them permission to do so. So, when she grabbed my arm, I nearly slapped her. It took a lot of self-control for me to keep from slapping her or hitting her or just inflicting some sort of bodily harm upon this woman.

I don’t know why I’m like that. I know that some people don’t like to be touched by other people after they’ve been physically or sexually abused. Well, I’ve never been abused like that. My mom said that she thinks its from the emotional abuse. I guess that makes sense, in a way. I don’t know. Sometimes I just feel a little strange because if someone touches me, I’ll pull away or get really angry or both. (I get extremely upset when someone touches me that knows I don’t like to be touched.) I know that some people are just very “touch-oriented” when it comes to communication, but I’m not.

(Oh, the woman finally quit bugging me when we got to the lab and there was someone else for her to talk to.)

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