Alexithymia and Finding Refuge in Romance

I mostly operate in this very even, neutral space of mind. But under the surface I know that there’s lots going on. That perhaps things are building up until they reach a tipping point and come spilling over. I’m in that place today. The tipping over place. Where emotions come crashing over me like a broken dam. But it’s not just one predominate emotion, it’s a confluence of many disconnected from a specific context or moment. There’s no making sense of it or finding meaning in this flood emotion, it just demands to be felt all at once.