I remember once admitting a slight crush to a friend of mine. I am not the sort to really talk about such things. Her face lit up. I guess she was touched that I shared such a thing. Personally it freaked me out – her response. Soon enough she began to move closer. I still am not certain as to what she was going to do, but my instincts said she was going to hug me. Yes… I freaked out over that.
When I freak out I either freeze or take flight. I took flight that time. Dodging her, I tried to escape by ducking under her outstretched arms. I almost made it but my hand, which was in a fist, made contact with her stomach. Shocked, I turned to her. She looked at me utterly hurt. I have no idea if she felt I attacked her or if the hurt was due to physical pain. Maybe it was both emotionally and physically. I felt extremely bad of course.
Yes though… her trying to hug me freaked me out that day.