Personal space. I need mine. More at certain times, less at certain times. My bubble changes size all the time. I don’t like people right up in my face or hanging on me. I can handle my son and my nieces and nephew and Jason of course. Most days.
I do consider myself a very loving person. I still like my space. If I’m just sitting there I’m fine but if I’m doing something like cooking or cleaning or really anything, I need my space. I can’t be in the bathroom with more than one person and that’s tough on me sometimes. Especially if I’m getting ready. I get all sweaty and have to leave the room. In the kitchen, same thing, please…I don’t want the help. Thank you but it just freaks me out. I can get into an elevator just fine but if one person touches me, I start to panic…Get me the hell off this thing! Shopping is another big one for me. I’m always fine in a store like our local Target or specialty stores, ones that aren’t crowded. My bubble becomes VERY small when I enter a Walmart or any busy crowded store.
Now I know I have quirks, we all do. I’m hoping. I think we all to some extent have a bubble around us. Some are larger than other’s. I also think we should respect each others bubble! I could be way off and I’m just crazy like that!
Do you have a bubble? Has anyone ever popped it and you just freaked out on them? I’ve never had to actually yell at someone for invading my space. I say it nicely then move. Just how big or small is your bubble? Is consistent or does it change sizes like mine?