Alexithymia
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Alexithymia /ˌeɪlɛksəˈθaɪmiə/
A personality construct characterized by the sub-clinical inability to identify and describe emotions in the self.
Imagine not being able to express feelings, not being able to feel love for your own mother, Can you imagine that? Dr Roberts can.
He is dying, a few measly years left for him. Alone, Depressed and Sick. His everyday job is to cure others, how can he when he feels no better himself? He likes to call his inability to care Alexithymia. Until, she came. The vindictive bitch who ruined his life, but in fact made it better.
Getting hurt is worse than dying, because there is no painkillers to sedate it.
Would you risk it?
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