I was mulling this over last night after reading a YA novel where two of the main female characters are completely smitten with each other and are in the midst of the intensity of infatuation.
And when I remember how that felt during the beginning of the 3 romantic relationships that I have had in my life, I felt utterly repulsed.
Like, trauma-repulsed. Those emotions felt awful to me. I *really* don't like them.