Saturday, 25 September 2010

  • Cuddling: Just as Addictive as M&Ms or True Blood


    There are some things that you just can’t get enough of. Like grilled cheese. Or watermelon.

    I can’t get enough cuddling.

    Unfortunately, I have no cuddle-source in my immediate proximity (as apparently, I’m only capable of being interested in boys that live vast distances away), so I’m forced to hug my guy friends for inappropriately long periods of time, or squeeze my giant stuffed panda while drifting off to sleep.

    A couple of days ago, I needed a cuddle fix so badly that I Googled “cuddling.”

    I have no idea what I expected to find. Perhaps I assumed, in my cuddle-less delirium, that some fuzzy arm would pop out of the screen (as per the A-ha “Take On Me” video) and pull me into a world of hug-friendly aliens.

    Since that didn’t happen (even a little bit), I was reduced to perusing articles about “the science of cuddling.”

    That’s like having a science of marshmallows. Marshmallowology.

    Interestingly, I discovered something that explains my occasional debilitating desire for a warm body: cuddling is addictive.

    Apparently, like sex or kissing, cuddling causes your brain to release a flood of endorphins. When you abruptly stop cuddling all the time (as I did when I left my man-friend), your brain starts to feel rather incomplete.  Apparently, my need to cuddle is just my brain crying out in endorphin-free anguish.

    So, I, Sally, am a cuddle addict. I wonder if there’s some sort of rehab I could go to…

    So darling readers, do you believe the claim that cuddling, like chocolate (clearly I'm hungry...) is addictive?


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