No, I feel very similarly, in fact. When I was younger, probably about ages 6-9, I had a difficult time with my parents hugging me, but it never was more than a slight uncomfortable-ness. It only became difficult when I was hugging other people, like when I was in Rainbow Girls, a girls' community service group plus a belief in God and friendship. It doesn't bother me (much) anymore, but I've never been partial to any kind of physical contact, really.
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There are souls more sick of pleasure than you are sick of pain"
--G. K. Chesterton, The Aristocrat