The emotion I find most difficult to express is actually love, because I'm afraid of showing it to the wrong people. There's a fear of becoming vulnerable to those who may not truly value or reciprocate it. Expressing love to people who don't deserve it can lead to hurt and disappointment, making it challenging to open up and share those feelings freely. I guess you can relate too?

Angry. I don't know why, I just can't do that properly.

Expressing anger and disappointment simultaneously is a formidable task for me. The sheer intensity of these emotions paired together is simply beyond my grasp. Despite being quite expressive in general, this particular combination renders me at a loss for words, actions, and overall expression. It's as if my mind and body cannot handle the overwhelming mix of anger and disappointment, leaving me speechless and unable to convey my true feelings.

I guess it's anger? But honestly, I can express what I feel quite well—it's just whether I want to show it off or not, although those who know me really well will know that I keep something to myself from the way I talk, whether I'm angry, sad, etc. 

Hm, emotion of sadness. Hence, these emotions are hard to express to someone because they don't know how you going through so sometimes its better to keep it by yourself or do isolation.

I guess it's excitement? I could never really jump around feeling excited. All I always do is smile. There were times when people asked me, "Aren't you excited? You don't look like you are." Honestly, I am genuinely excited. It's just that I couldn't express it well.

I don't really know the reason behind it, but I guess I don't find it necessary to shout, jump around, or flail when I'm excited.

for me, it is anger. whenever i got mad or angry, i'd straight up cut them off and not giving them a chance to explain themselves.

Disappointment. Sometimes you think you know the right words to express it but from experience, it just never seems to be enough or expressed in the right way. I could get the message across but they’ll never know the degree or intensity of it — and I’d have given up by then. Same shit, over and over.

Sadness? I dont want people pity me.

I don’t know what to call it but most of the times when I feel hurt or have burden in my mind and I’m struggling with it, I dislike the feeling of being vulnerable about this kind of thing.