FEATURED STORY : I USED TO RUN AWAY FROM HUGS

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Hi guys, today we'll be having a feature. Yup!! Cool huh? So this isn't me telling a story. It's a friend/ reader telling us an amazing story of how he was "hugophobic" (scared of hugging) I created the word. So let's dive right in! 
"I used to run away from hugs. I have a sister who  attended girls only,
so I learnt most of ladies tricks from her
Most of females curvings, cause she's a church girl. Me, I now attended boys only. Along the way sha, I got irritated with how my mates were objectifying girls like they would come to class to brag about their escapades. Quite disgusting to me...I sha found myself hating girls all together, I was always fighting with my sis. My primary school female friends were cut off. To shake girls alone, was a problem.
It all changed when I finished sec school met a couple of wonderful visionary girls who were different from the ones my mates were talking about. So I had to renegotiate my decision, I was going to be friends with em,Cos those girls that I met then were church girls, hugging was never part of it. So it was an anomaly. Hugging was low key disgusting sha... Like I couldn't bear a lady's body touching mine, lol. I was quite terrible, part one was  something else,  lemme not even talk about it, but the exposure to some other girls and the vision they have and how they are working it out all in and through God...finally changed that thing and those were hugging people  So I tried it first time, and I didn't die...It felt good, So I stopped running away, but you will have to open your arms first. Fear of public curving is the beginning of wisdom. My friends were not nice, they will curve you and say "sorry". Some were nice sha... So I was always putting my hands in my pockets  very safe that way. My hugging game now is like 40% Man is very selective, like you must be very fine and I must be in the mood. At work, you can't even hug. Even during end of the year party, I just sat at a corner... Laughing..
But there are some people when I see them, I will hug by fire. Our persons persons, and there are some people...even when u have not seen in 20 years, if I see em, it's a handshake definitely.
I missed out on hugging some people who were like me and wouldn't open their arms first, So we would be there, twisting and turning... at the end of the day, it'll be a handshake...
I will go to my hostel and hug my pillow, that one cannot reject me
The end!
I laughed a lot when I read this. First ever feature on Fifi's diary!!! I look forward to featuring more people. Have a great weekend /week.
Sha* means though. Well, depends on how it's used.
Hugs are like medicine. Even if they're just side hugs. 

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