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I don't doubt that I'm capable of love – I've just learned that I don't communicate it in a language that most recognize. And if I can't find that common language, that understanding with the people who have no choice but to love me, who've known me longest and know me best, what kind of chance do I have of building romantic love with anyone else?
I know I'm not broken or defunct. But I know I'm different. And finding how to make my difference fit in this world has been hard, sometimes painful. I've found a place and a way of being that makes my difference safe, that lets me paint and find peace in nature, that gives me the quiet I need and the beauty that fuels my creativity. It's just a deeply solitary existence.