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15 rare emotions

Now these may be more accurately called specific emotions, but I tried to make them ones that I think I rarely experience.

  1. Opia: "This is the name given to the intense feeling of invasive arousal that one feels when engaging in mutual gaze" (source)
  2. Chrysalism: "a sense of warmth, peace, and tranquility when you are warm and dry inside the house during an intense rainstorm" (source)
  3. Adronitis: "a sense of frustration experienced when meeting a new and interesting person, but realizing how long it is going to take to develop the relationship fully" (source)
  4. Enouement: wishing "that you could go back in time and tell your past self about the future" (source)
  5. Exulansis: "[a] sense of frustration when you realize that you are talking about an important experience, but other people are unable to understand or relate to it, and so you give up talking about it" (source)
  6. Lachesism: "the desire to be struck by disaster—to survive a plane crash, to lose everything in a fire, to plunge over a waterfall—which would put a kink in the smooth arc of your life, and forge it into something hardened and flexible and sharp, not just a stiff prefabricated beam that barely covers the gap between one end of your life and the other" (source)
  7. Liberosis: "desire to care less about things" (source)
  8. Onism: "the awareness of how little of the world you’ll experience" (source)
  9. Sonder: "the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own" (source)
  10. Occhiolism: "the awareness of the smallness of your perspective, by which you couldn’t possibly draw any meaningful conclusions at all, about the world or the past or the complexities of culture, because although your life is an epic and unrepeatable anecdote, it still only has a sample size of one, and may end up being the control for a much wilder experiment happening in the next room" (source)
  11. Nodus Tollens: "the realization that the plot of your life doesn’t make sense to you anymore—that although you thought you were following the arc of the story, you keep finding yourself immersed in passages you don’t understand, that don’t even seem to belong in the same genre—which requires you to go back and reread the chapters you had originally skimmed to get to the good parts, only to learn that all along you were supposed to choose your own adventure" (source)
  12. Vemödalen: "the frustration of photographing something amazing when thousands of identical photos already exist" (source)
  13. Rückkehrunruhe: "the feeling of returning home after an immersive trip only to find it fading rapidly from your awareness—to the extent you have to keep reminding yourself that it happened at all, even though it felt so vivid just days ago—which makes you wish you could smoothly cross-dissolve back into everyday life, or just hold the shutter open indefinitely and let one scene become superimposed on the next, so all your days would run together and you’d never have to call cut" (source)
  14. Catoptric Tristesse: "the sadness that you’ll never really know what other people think of you, whether good, bad or if at all" (source)
  15. Anemoia: "nostalgia for a time you’ve never known" (source)

(Prompt by Eleanor Pratt)

"Emotion" by anjollie123456. Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.0 Generic (CC BY-NC-ND 2.0).


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