The only people I really really love are my dc. And my dog.
I am fond of my parents and I think I do love them in a way but there’s no depth to it somehow.
And that’s it. I can’t feel it. I’m worried I’m a narcissist. With my friends, I like them but if I never saw them again it wouldn’t bother me. If they are upset or going through difficult times I have to act the way I know I should. I never actually feel it. I don’t want them to be unhappy and I’m pleased when something goes well for them but only in the same way as I’d want that for anybody.
I don’t think I love DH. Again, I have to do a lot of acting the right way and the way I know other people act but I rarely if ever feel it.
It makes me sad. I think I have to consciously decide to care. I work in the medical field and I am the same there too, it rarely - if ever - upsets me and some of the stuff is horrendous. I can act it but I never feel it.