Intimacy is beyond kisses and cuddles and sex. Intimacy is getting a headache and taking a nap, and waking up to your laundry folded and your partner rubbing your back. Intimacy is crying and yelling at night about your past to someone who listens and comforts you. Intimacy is watching shows in your pjs for hours and eating pizza together and being able to communicate love through holding hands. It’s never running out of conversation but doing it anyways to enjoy silence.


Intimacy was defined by my health teacher as: Being able to feel vulnerable with someone while still feeling safe.

intimacy, according to my professor of philosophy, is to be able to say “I do not know” without fear of being judged.