Warmth and cold shape body awareness, emotions, and mental health in ways science is only starting to understand.

Its been five years of touch starvation. I’ll probably have some more years of it. I’m not handling this well. Lisbeth continued, “I feel like I’m dying from touch starvation, y’all. I don’t get hugs.

We’ve reached the point in quarantine where we are all weary. This is a marathon, not a sprint, and our nerves are becoming frayed, the unknown is taking its toll, and none of us are at our best.