When trying to explain this lack of certain emotions, I’ve likened it to standing next to a roller coaster. I can hear the people on the ride. I can see the dips and curves of the track. I can sense the creeping adrenaline as the train begins its steep ascent. As the first car reaches the top of the hill, I suck the air into my lungs and then exhale forcefully with my hands over my head, watching the coaster rush to the bottom. I get it. I’m just not experiencing it for myself.
