Love feels alien to me. Most emotions. And whenever I try to articulate these thoughts, I wonder if the other person truly understands what this means to me. Whenever someone gets tired of me or voices their anger and disappointment concerning my lack of emotions, I wonder if anyone truly listens to me when I tell them that „this is not a phase“. I am emotionally stunted and believing „love“ to be this „all-curing potion“ that is supposed to heal me is one of the most self-absorbed beliefs.