My best friend’s mom, whom we called Mary Therese, leaned against the doorframe and didn’t wait for an answer. Also Read: My Mom Tortured Me — And Made My Brothers Her Enforcers. Years Later, I ...

I was used to casual touch and missed it when my 19-year relationship ended, and we divorced. Platonic touch between my friends and me became important when I was touch-starved. My dogs also help me ...