I'm a romantic. Bullying made me question how other people perceive me. A strict family, a musician's sensitivity, a charismatic religion, uncertain future and confusing (anti?)social interactions got me upset for a long time, to say the least.
I cannot comprehend for the life of me how a sincere civilization could be so helpless concerning such agonizing human emotions. I fear for a religious zealot's reputation, dishonest social interaction, I dislike thinking about the future, offensive feedback haunts my mind, fear threatens to cloud my mind...
What is a normal affinity for a sense of security? Is romance just a legend? How come so few familiarize to this, as if I was the first romantic in the history of human kind?