POV Cynrik
Dating back to my childhood on Earth, there has always been one thing I didn't handle well. Emotions. From a young age, I was raised to believe that a man should never outwardly show what's going on in their head. That to offer any form of emotion was considered a sign of weakness.
I can still remember vividly not feeling what it means to be happy or sad. I was damaged. I'm not sure when exactly it started, all I can remember is being unfeeling and learning the outward appearance of what ordinary people looked like. This was to emulate it and wear the mask that I was a regular person. All the while, deep down, all I was, was empty.