The only two times I got a hug from someone outside of my family they were from the same person; one of my teachers from secondary school. Sideways hugs.
As I was writing that, I remembered a third. A homeless woman in Denver. She told me about her struggles, showed me a picture of her family. Told me to look her in the eyes and promised she wasn’t “bullshitting” me. When I gave her the money she requested, she hugged me.
3 times. 3 times I’ve been hugged by someone not in my family.