The Language of My Soul


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Anna paused, a moment, and looked like she wanted to say something, but then thought better of it.

Instead, she withdrew a case, and from it, her violin. Anna wasn’t like most people, shy and awkward. Neither was her music.

She ran her fingers along the strings and tuned the instruments through a feel of the tension rather than through sound.

Anna paused one more time, a feeble glance before her bow touched the violin. Like most people, she communicated her emotions through sound.

She stood up from her seat, raised the instrument to her neck and shimmied the bow against the strings. She improvised the start with a slow crescendo, and the violin hummed in tune, and then she transposed her emotions into a sharp staccato.

Faster, her fingers played, until I lost sight for sound and there was only the music.


Alexithymia is a personality construct (as opposed to a mental illness)  characterized by the inability to identify and describe emotions in the self.

This leads to a reduction in emotional awareness, social attachment, and communications, which leads to a lack of distinguishing and appreciating emption in other people.

Because Alexithymia is not classified as a mental illness, its presence in society is often overlooked, and disregarded as a character trait. Alexithymia is prevalent in roughly ten percent of the general population. 


Alexithymia is defined by:[9]

  1. difficulty identifying feelings and distinguishing between feelings and the bodily sensations of emotional arousal
  2. difficulty describing feelings to other people
  3. constricted imaginal processes, as evidenced by a scarcity of fantasies
  4. a stimulus-bound, externally oriented cognitive style.



I have known people in the past which I suspect of Alexithymia. Conversation with such individuals is often awkward and jagged. It might sound harsh, but I find it difficult to even consider wanting to communicate beyond polite conversation. 

The question I would like propose to everyone today is how would you communicate towards someone that lacks the ability to ‘read’ the conversation, and if you feel comfortable…please do share your experiences! Have a great night everyone!


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