I guess what I'm trying to say is that when I'm really, really stressed and the other person remains receptive, quiet and understanding, it's very helpful. At some point, you'll have to talk to them and tell them what's going on, but that moment where the demands stop for a little bit gives me time to tuck the ragged bits in and be able to turn around and engage in reciprocity.
I really want to do nice things for the other person, but fresh on a ten hour day after the outrageous demands NTs seem to want to make without acknowledging it (entering and staying in my personal space, being loud and insisting on disrupting work, talking incessantly about their lives and feelings while I'm trying to work and being insulted when I try to focus on work, plus the work of interpreting myself to them and them to myself), I am not quite.... human.... in the sense that the other person is. I'm made of sparky little wires and ragged cloth.
It takes time to reassemble a human from all those bits and ends.
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