Social Awkwardness: Hugging Edition

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Hugging now seems to be the universal greeting for most humans. It seems like this happened somewhere around the year 2000, or perhaps that’s just when I started noticing it.

Growing up, there wasn’t a lot of hugging going on. I am not sure if we were just a rigid family, or if I just blocked it out. In any case, sometimes I am still caught off guard with a sudden embrace as a greeting.

I am just an awkward human in general. I have always been a bit clumsy, floppy, fidgety, twitchy, and just not relaxed in social settings. This is why I used to drink a lot. I slowly learned that that just amplified everything, so definitely not the answer.

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Social Awkwardness: Hugging

What I am left with now is a few different scenarios. None of which result in a normal hug.

  • Guy taller than me: Face in armpit.
    When a tall guy gives me a hug, I faceplant right into his armpit or shoulder. It never fails. And I never cease to be horrified when I glance at the area where I landed to find a makeup smear or other evidence that I cannot pull it together.
  • Guy my height: I am pretty short, so this hasn’t happened yet.
    I can only guess that I would probably headbutt the poor lad.
  • Girl my height: Eat some hair.
    If a girl the same height as me comes in for a hug I will probably step away with her hair in my mouth or attached to my lip gloss.
  • Girl taller than me: Nosedive into a boob.
    There’s no smooth way to recover from an unintentional boob graze. Especially with your face.

Now to make things even more awkward, I just automatically hug people whether that was their plan or not.

I figure if I am the one to go in first that I will be less awkward. Then I say something like, “I am a hugger!” to make things even more weird. That’s also a lie because I’m clearly not a hugger.

Ah, life. This is why I am so content to sit here with my animals behind the screen!

Does hugging come naturally to you? Or can you relate to my social awkwardness?

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9 Comments

  1. Kayla @ TheEclecticElement says:

    This post made me LOL! I AM a hugger but I definitely have issues with awkward hugs every now and again. Especially those who get over enthusiastic and throw in a straining-pick-you-up hug. Those are awkward however way you spin them.

    1. OH yes! I should have mentioned them. LOL That just totally throws me off!! 😉

  2. Ellen Christian says:

    LOL I hug everyone 🙂 It’s just who I am!

  3. Chelley @ AisForAdelaide says:

    This is hysterical. I am a hugger, but not a kisser. The cheek kissing always concerns me. I never know what’s happening!

  4. I am not a hugger at all. I love my personal space. The only exception is my baby and husband. While I am not the biggest fan of hugs, I’m OK with them, but the cheek kiss and double cheek kiss bothers me.

  5. Ha – this is hilarious! I’m not a big hugger unless it’s my kids – personal bubble kinda thing. 😉

  6. I hug. I haven’t had too many of these, but being 5’9 I wonder if other people felt this way!

  7. Michele P says:

    had to chuckle when I read your post… I feel the same way, we didn’t hug much growing up it was reserved for those long lost relatives who only showed up at your door every 5 years or so and you had to pretend you were glad to see them. lol. Nowadays, everyone is into hugging even if you just saw them 3 hours ago…. not sure when it all started but I’ve also had some awkward situations with hugging because I’m so short

  8. I like hugging. Always have, but I’m careful to note whether the person wants to be hugged or not.

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