Fear.

Albus threatens onstage, yells obscenities, writes disgusting letters, invades the private life of a girl I do not know, ransacks her house.

It is quite frightening.

I won't say that I can't tell the difference between Albus and his character. I know that the scary man onstage is Tony, not Albus, and I still trust Albus completely despite the fact that he is so very good at being frightening.

But I see a lot of Albus himself in this man. They are good things - chivalry, a worshipful attitude, the pursuit of the perfect romance - but at the same time it makes a small part of me wonder.

This is not affecting my relationship, only my mood. I've been thinking about this play all morning, and I can't even explain fully why it disturbed me so much.