When people talk about emotions, they use words like feel, heart, love, pain. They describe colors, sensations, and waves that crash through their chests. They talk about butterflies and heartbreak like they’re sacred experiences. I don’t have any of that anymore.

It’s not that I don’t understand emotions- I know what they are, logically. I can describe them, analyze them, even predict them in other people. I just don’t feel them myself.

After the accident, something in me changed. The doctors said it might be neurological trauma. I like to think of it as a rewiring. Where other people have emotion guiding their decisions, I have reason. Cold, simple, mathematical reason.
At first, it scared me. I watched people cry at funerals, laugh at jokes, panic before exams- and I couldn’t connect. But slowly, I realized something: without emotion, everything becomes clearer. Every decision, every judgment, every truth. It’s like walking through life after someone wipes the fog off the glass.

That’s what this book is about.

Not the loss of emotion, but the education of logic.