I can't show any emotion around my aunt. She'll literally latch onto my face for about 5 minutes.

This troper's grandma just ''does not get'' why I would have a problem with her hanging around, constantly patting me on the shoulder, and standing (or sitting) altogether too close when she talks to me. Or with her trachea-crushing hugs that I can't seem to escape my grandparents' house without receiving. (I think she thinks we have a lot more of a family bond than we actually do. And I'm not exactly a touchy-feely person to start with.)

MINE TOO. Goodness, I feel like she's breaking my spine every time she hugs me. I try to escape before she can latch on with her steel-trap hands.

This troper is friends with short, touchy-feely people. This causes some interesting scenes where she'll turn around only to trip over a friend who she swears is hiding, fetal position, at her feet.

This one guy I knew in my freshman year (he was a senior) always hugged me when he saw me and would put my his hand on my shoulder all the time. I was mildly uncomfortable at first when I was first getting to know him, but once the mild stalking kicked in I was freaked the hell out and tried to not be around him. He never seemed to get the message, even when I would ignore him as much as I could. Seriously guys, if a girl freezes up when you hug her and avoids you, you don't continue to make physical contact.

Ignoring doesn't always work; there was nothing wrong with giving him a push or stating bluntly that he should stop it. This troper hopes that you reported it to the proper authorities because that sounds like a classic case of sexual harassment. Either that or it's a case of not being able to read signals but this troper highly doubts the latter.

With strangers, absolutely not. With friends (especially female), pretty much. And I'm a heterosexual male, but I swear it's not sexual. I'm just pretty touchy-feely, and guys usually aren't.

One of my former friends from high school was very much like this he would stare at me all the time even when I wasn't talking to him, and if I were on the computer or drawing he'd be right there staring at me and breathing his horrible rotten breath on me.

This troper might be considered as one but folks around her has gotten used to it by the sheer amount of times she has flopped onto their backs, or hugged them... or flop across their arms... or their legs... I seem rather floppy... Maybe I have an A:drive to do so.

This tropers 21 year old class mate with autism tends to this. It would be okay usually, but somehow he can't stop. He does it to everybody, girls, boys...everyone! We tell him to stop...but it's a tragic case.

A dude in this troper's Psych class decided one day to pull up a desk, set it up so it's directly facing mine and try to touch my hands /sweet talk me. totally creepy because didn't know that dude at all honestly, and i already have problems with people touching me...

This troper, much to his friends annoyance.

This troper once had a college professor tell a story about a fellow professor: he was standing talking to the woman, and she would stand closer than he liked. So he thought that if he rested his weight on his back foot and put his other foot out in front of him, she'd respect the personal space bubble around his leg as well and keep their bodies a decent distance apart. No, much to the professor's horror, the woman practically ''climbed his leg'' in order to stand with their faces as close as she wanted them (and unless the woman was an AnythingThatMoves type, it wasn't just because she was attracted to that particular man, as he said she did it with ''everyone'').

I have a friend who believes that unless you are a victim of rape or domestic violence, then you have no excuse for not wanting people as close as physically possible. It took me months to convince her that sneaking up on me is a BAD idea, and she still doesn't seem to realize that when I say, "Don't do that", I MEAN "Don't do that." When she thought that my saying that I am very ticklish was an invitation to do so even after saying that I really, really hated being tickled, she was on the receiving end of one of my best Death Glares- after which I told her that I had nearly broken bones on the last person who thought it was cute. And she wonders why she never seems to see me much any more.

This troper has a friend who used to act exactly like that, though she got rid of the habit by now. Back then, she somehow decided on her own that we were friends - while acting on this trope. Now, this troper Hates Being Touched. She probably always will. But until middle school, she hated it to the point of being afraid of crowds because someone might touch her by accident. Said girl only got the point after trying to tickle me, to which this troper reacted by having a panic attack and trying to stab her with scissors. This troper truly regrets doing so, but it's her fault.

This troper is this (because of AS, he tends to express emotion physically rather than verbally). His friends have gotten used to random hugs.

Me sometimes.

This troper, though I've learned to adjust my behavior depending on whom I'm with. Some friends absolutely hate being touched or having their personal space invaded, which sucks because giving hugs is ''awesome.''

Seconded! Yay hugs!

This troper, definitely. My friends often get random hugs from me, and I was once toold to stop groping my friend. I was just trying to give her a hug, and apparently it looked like... something else. I'm also master(mistress?)of the Glomp.

This troper at times. I tend to give two-arm hugs and get very feely around people, especially people I like. I try to respect people who don't like being touched, but can occasionally be the one exception to their "hands-off" policy. This troper's friend is like her, but to the extreme, which interesting, considering she has occasional moments of TheWoobie.

This troper's friends. My best friend, though she usually doesn't like physical contact, decided to cheer me up once by ''smothering my face into her breasts.'' Though being bi, it wasn't all that bad. My other friend is Camp Gay and he's constantly hugging me, kissing me, shoving food in my face to eat, and generally just never leaving me alone. At first it bothered me, but now I think it's cute.

Pendulum get like this, much to the chagrin and joy of my loved ones.

This troper was reading a book at school when a guy with an... interesting personality came up to her and was literally in her face as he demanded the plot summary. Add this to the fact that this troper DOES NOT like to be touched by people she doesn't like.

A couple people in Disneyland. Maybe it was ValuesDissonance or something, because they looked foreign and didn't speak English primarily. These guys were so close to each other they looked like siamese triplets...and in turn bumped the hell out of us.

This Troper is this trope- At school, I am constantly giving hugs, and poking people, even the teachers.

This troper's friend thinks that this troper has no sense of personal space. She flips out if I put my arm around her in a friendly way or something similar. However, she doesn't care if anyone else does it.

This troper has High Functioning Autism, and when I was younger I had a tendency to play with people's faces (often ears for some reason) while they were talking to me.

This troper is somewhat this trope. She loves hugging people and generally just being REALLY close. It doesn't disturb too many people, as she tries to regulate it mainly to friends. Of course, she's considered a personal space freak within her family, who plays this trope frighteningly straight in ways people do NOT want to know...

This troper does this and didn't realize she was doing it until she pissed off one of her friends that HatesBeingTouched. Even now that she's aware of it, she still isn't quite aware of the correct distance to be from people and winds up either standing too close or too far away.

This tropette has a female friend who is. Constantly. Touching her. It ranges from pinkie holding, to tickling, to subjecting me to MarshmallowHell. I don't really mind- I'm guilty of this myself. I pat people on the shoulders a lot, grab peoples' legs while swimming, and I used to literally jump on people when I was younger, a habit with I have only grown out of because I got to big for people to carry.