This post is a warning, because I feel one should be given.
I am really not good at being emotional. Aside from anger which had been deemed an acceptable "feeling" by the Germans at some point. Most other things are kept pretty much under wraps. Feelings are something to be feared and ashamed of, something to shove way down deep inside away from the light of day where they can fester and rot until one day they explode and you invade another country and start a major war.
What can I say? I didn't inherit a lot from the German side, but what I did get is generally frustrating.
Why am I warning you about this? Because I've had people tell me in the past that they weren't sure how to read me or that they were disappointed when I under-reacted to something. So I'm telling you now, for the most part my reaction is only a fraction of what's going on in my head. I'm just rubbish at being excited. My family, I am sure, can attest to that from every christmas/birthday/whatever that I've ever had.
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