It all started a few months ago. I was just sitting in science class when a friend came up to me and hugged me. I remember elbowing his stomach and falling on the floor, then I started to crawl away while the rest of the class watched. I had no idea why I did it either, until a few weeks later when my father’s fiancé tried to take my jacket off of me while I was asleep. I jumped off of the bed and threw my jacket away, somehow it triggered a panic attack. I began to avoid people and had panic attacks when they came into contact with me.
Eventually I had had enough and started researching the list of phobias, which led me to Haphephobia: the fear of touch. Now I gladly know what I have, but I don’t know how to help it. So until I know how to, I’ll just avoid people.