I have to say this because this bothers me so much. But I don't see how anyone can say that they don't mind the emptiness.
For me it's like this big blackhole. It's an insatiable blackhole that nobody can ever fill. It craves love and attention and it is never enough to fill it.
I don't know who I am as a person. I feel like I have no identity apart from others. I sort of feel like, as another member once put it, that if you peel away all of the layers there is just nothing left underneath. There is no core. That core is the emptiness where there should be a person. Should be a self.
So no. I hate the emptiness, the deadness, the numbness. I don't see how anyone can NOT mind it.
And the funny thing is. The username I chose to sign up with here has turned out to be such a f*cking understatement that it's not even funny.
Just when I start to think the universe doesn't have a sense of humor, I get slapped with reality again.
Sorry just stoned and rambling.