At times we project arbitrary notions of morality on other people because they refuse to confirm to societal norms.
I’m contemplating how I consume and react to content I come across. Either by reading, listening etc. For example consuming other peoples reactions to things and being able to not internalise their reactions as my own. I don’t know if this makes sense to you reading but it does to me.
The concept of five love languages is simplistic. That being said, I often think how I used to be adamant that gifts is my love language. For someone who doesn’t receive that many gifts this fascinates me now.
My love language is effective communication and stability in all its facets.
I used to be so scared of death mostly because of not knowing what happens after one dies. Now, I don’t fear death. And really who knows, am I right?
Do I minimise my emotions because I’m not sure how to describe it? Like, what does sorrow feel like?