Sometimes it feels like I cant feel anything anymore. When I listen to my favourite songs I can't summon the ability to relate to them at all. Music was the last thing in my life that could forcibly inspire feelings in me and now it feels that I've become desensitised to that as well.
It's so frustrating, nothing is of importance and nothing matters. I'm not sure if this is bliss or if it's torture. Does anyone relate?
I betrayed my oldest friend out of rage (and i suspect boredom too) a few days ago and even that didn't manage to make a dent in me. I felt nothing as I threw our friendship and memories away, not an ounce of regret or second thoughts.
No need to comfort me like many of you good willed bastards tend to do. Just gotta put this down in writing for someone to read, maybe someone has answers though I doubt it.
The mind can be such a beautiful ugly sometimes.