I am pretty sure I was incorrect before.

…For the longest time, I felt like I goal of life was to operate with nearly perfect human functionality.

With little lag time between wanting something and getting it.

Little time being upset after difficult experiences

Little trouble finding partners who fit me well.

Only a handful of negative emotions, while slow to anger with no anxiety, and rarely stirred up. I often ignored the things that frustrated and annoyed me. I didn´t like the negative emotions in myself or others. I ignored own own anxiety, anger, rage, grief, and disappointment hoping to squeeze my way through it before it passed. I spent a long time in states of heartbreak and disappointment, and I didn´t recognize what was really going on, how deeply painful those emotions were, and what I had put myself through. There was a change somewhere in all of this. There was so educational.

I learned not too long ago, human lives are not supposed to be lived devoid of emotion or error. Human lives are not supposed to be perfected. They actually are, painfully enough, supposed to be experienced. Sometimes that experiencing is too hard. In those contexts, perhaps witnessing them is all that can happen. That´s more than enough with some things.