So despite the ideal many people have of snuggling happily in bed at night, there are some people who would rather not snuggle or who have to be very careful about snuggling because of something physical about their partner.
Backs, shoulders, necks, ankles, feet, wrists, or knees were damaged. Bones were broken.
Such injuries are often terrible for the person who is injured. They are also often terrible for the person's bed-sharing partner and the couple's bed-sharing relationship.
It happens every morning: you grab your keys, you grab your bag, and you give a perfunctory "See you later!" before you head out the door. You leave as if you two just didn't have a night of wild, abandoned cuddling. And now, your heartbroken feline sits alone.
Imagine a day of pleasurable activities with someone who loves and appreciates you, followed by a bottle of Cabernet and a delicious dinner, laughing all the way, maybe ending the night with some light cuddling. That's a snapshot of a day in the life of an affectional bonding relationship.
Twelve weeks into my webseries and I have to admit: I am completely and totally shocked that I haven't risen to the YouTube superstardom I just assumed would be gifted to me after the first five minutes of my cuddling search aired. Also, I still don't have a boyfriend. Whaaaaaat?!
In honor of Valentine's Day I chose this Monday to post Max, a friend with whom I'd developed a two-month flirtation that culminated in a hook up. It was great, until he fell off the face of the planet.
Once I quit going out with guys I knew I was never going to connect with, I realized that what I want is intimacy and comfort. I want appreciation. I want a fun challenge. That's where The Big Spoon Search came in.
Some people call me a street cuddler. I prefer to be called a "comfort technician." Actually, I prefer to be called a Navy Seal, but the desist order from the Pentagon threw cold water all over that one.