I'm pretty sure that the only two things I have ever felt are anger and anxiety. I literally couldn't connect with sadness, fear, happiness. It has been so scary understanding these things and beginning to learn about them as it pertains to my life.
If an uncomfortable situation came about, or a feeling came up, it just automatically went to the anxiety bucket and I pushed it away. Little did I know that the anxiety had less to do with the situation and more to do with the feelings that came up. The longer I have learned to sit with the original feeling and not push it away or try and reallocate it to a "more familiar" bucket the better I am getting at naming my emotions. Don't get me wrong, I have been sad over obvious things like death or sickness but when it came to being sad about something that happened to me...no way. I have spent my entire life minimizing the experience and feeling shame for the need to resolve it. No more... It's ok to feel sad that I got robbed of a "normal" childhood. I am sad that I didn't get to know what comfort and security felt like. That doesn't mean I have to wallow in it or let it make me non functioning BUT it does mean that at appropriate times I can just sit with the sadness and feel the grief that I have for not being able to have a more secure emotional upbringing.
I hope that helps...it's just one example of many you could be feeling but I wanted to relate something as a specific example. I can only offer my deepest empathy on your journey and tell you to keep moving forward. I am by no means there but I can tell I am making headway.