My grandmother always told me to not fall in love with an emotionally unavailable man. From her, she knew the best. She once fell in love, had kids, married, but unhappy and kicked to the curb.

An emotionally unavailable man can kill a soul, pull the weeds from the ground with such a vigorous effort that seems to snap the weed. Sometimes people forget that those weeds are needed. Think of it like moral lessons—without them, they won’t give the soil a chance for growth.

An emotionally unavailable man can make a heart beat, can make it flutter with excitement and access to the endless possibilities of happiness. However, they don’t carry happiness. They carry themselves, and themselves **only**.

So, don’t fall in love with an emotionally unavailable man, for which to have your fairytale ending, you must carry your own emotion to sense others.