I cried the other night because Ex-Boyfriend wanted to cuddle. I was miserably tired and just reaching the point of an amazing sleep when I felt an arm snake around my stomach and pull me in for the spoon. I suddenly started bawling. "What is it?" he asked, understandably alarmed.

"I’m just so tired" I said, hiccuping with sobs. "And you keep touching me." He stayed on his side of the bed after that. I felt slightly guilty in the morning, but also refreshed due to my cuddle-free night.