A Hugger

5th August 2017

I’ve been doing a lot of really interesting things, in quite a short period of time, and have been in contact with lots of interesting people. If you know me well, you’ll know I’m a hugger. I’m not just a hugger of close friends and family; I’m a hugger of strangers, and trees, and sometimes my car (I love you, Fiona Ford Focus). This stranger ran into the back of Fiona one time with her husband’s Jaguar, and felt so awful about the whole situation that I absolutely needed to give her a hug. And then I hugged my car, and I wouldn’t be surprised if she hugged her car too.

What I’m basically getting at is I’ll hug anyone and everyone. And for the past three or so months, I’ve been in contact with, and hugged, lots of interesting people, both old and new. And when I say both old and new, I don’t mean that the people were either old or baby (although there have certainly been babies and the old). I mean they’ve been a person who has been a part of my life for a long time, or not a long time at all. There are also the people who sit in that grey section, and they confuse me a little bit if I’m honest.


As a hugger, I’ve scrutinised the ways in which the people in my life have hugged me. Or how they’ve hugged other people. Below you will see a kind-of-not-really-extensive list of human-to-human embraces. (Specifically hugs though, you can read Cosmopolitan Magazine to learn more about other human-to-human embraces, if you get my gist.)

The Virgin Hug
When the person is new to human contact with anyone who isn’t his or her mother. They will take all measures to ensure no part of their body touches the recipient for fear that it will lead to a full blown proper decent hug. Either that or they just have no idea how to do it yet. They are especially terrified of the kiss on the cheek, because they have no idea what that even means. Virgin Hugs can be seen amongst twelve year old girls, the very British, and, most prevalently, in seventeen year old males. Like with sex, they can improve their hugging skills with research, practise, open-mindedness, and open-arms.

The We’ve Never Met Before Hug
And hugging feels really awkward but it would be even more awkward if we didn’t hug. It isn’t dissimilar to The Virgin Hug, because both parties are afraid of committing to the unknown; but both know that the only thing that would make this encounter even more uncomfortable is if they were to look like two teenaged boys avoiding unexplainable erections. As a result: the hands lightly touch the other person’s shoulders, the heads are turned away, they let their torsos touch for about three seconds, and very quickly let go. You can see these kinds of hugs when: somebody is dragged along to a party by their friend and they meet a heap of people they don’t know, but their friend insists they’re really nice so you have to pretend to be friends with them, and just before you leave for the night you hug everyone to put the cherry on top of the introvert’s worst nightmare. The We’ve Never Met Before Hug is also a must at any first date with a Tinder match.

The Obligatory Filial Hug
So, this one can be broken down into a few categories, but I’ll only mention two. The hug you want to give, and the hug that, like a bad Christmas present, you have to pretend to be okay with. The first Obligatory Filial Hug is the hug you give that Aunty who makes you good food and tells you you’re so beautiful: this hug is warm and brief, but only brief because you have to hug everyone else in the family. The second Obligatory Filial hug is the one enforced upon you by that creepy uncle (is he even your uncle?) who smells, and licks his lips as he looks you up and down: you must be wary of bum grabs, and prepared for the inevitable kiss. I strongly recommend taking a long shower afterwards (and making sure all windows and door gaps are concealed).

The Baby Hug
I didn’t realise how clucky I was until I was hugged by a baby, oh my Lord.

The I Don’t Hug People Hug
This one is pretty self-explanatory. I have a few friends who just don’t like being hugged, so I just send them huggy vibes. I don’t understand why they don’t like being hugged, in the same way I don’t understand why people like capsicum; but I respect them and their preferences nonetheless (because what kind of human would I be if I didn’t?)

The I Can’t Believe I Just Hugged You Hug
Okay, so this might not happen to many of you. But it does to me, because it seems I have very little self-control when it comes to giving surprise affection. Lady in Jaguar is just one example. I’ve hugged a waitress, because I realised I’d never see her again. Old people are also common targets. These are proper good hugs, with a quick kiss on the cheek, and the recipient unsure of whether or not to feel mildly violated. In my defense though, I’ll always ask, “Can I hug you?” To which they’ll respond with, “Oh, um, yes, sure, I guess so?”

The Virtual Hug
Despite me being in places where hugs have been readily available, there are still specific people I wish I could be hugging. But I can’t, because they’re a very long way away from me. It’s kind of like sexting, I suppose. Only instead of sending naughty things like how you’d like to lick Nutella off of their face, you just send them a message saying, “I’d like to hug you, and listen to your heartbeat.” Isn’t that nice? I can feel my sister judging me from where ever she is right now.

The Full Blown Proper Decent Hug
The kind of hug where both huggers have no shame; they fuse themselves together into a singular blob of human mass, they fall to the floor, and forget about war, terminal diseases, and homeless kittens. My Dad gives pretty good Full Blown Proper Decent Hugs, as does my friend, Aidan. They can last from one minute, to an hour (all depending on how much either person needs it). I also give pretty good Full Blown Proper Decent Hugs, not to brag or anything.

The Best Hug You Will Ever Get Hug

Currently taking applications*, as I am yet to receive The Best Hug You Will Ever Get Hug. I’m imagining they should smell good and know how much squeeze is just enough. (*May be an elaborate plot to hug more people.)