What’s invariably difficult is conveying that I do care—that I am listening—without seeming false or dispassionate. I am ruled by self-restraint in most matters, and have no desire to become someone who is always providing insincere reassurances. My attempts at this have never been successful.
Knowing what I know of myself, and of the people I most often want in my life, it simply makes more sense to be there. In the flesh.
Physical connection is my saving grace.