I've stopped questioning since the last time it really made sense.
I believe that being emotionally numb comforts that fragile soul and prevents it from any attempt that could easily shatter it. it's not literally comforting but i meant that it doesn't overload it by all the means.
Losing people became a habit. i got used to the idea of someone touching my soul and being the only real home I could ever know then after some meaningless things, something unrealistic happens and the only choice they tend to choose is leaving. It was their fault anyways. they were the only ones who have forced me to be the person who i swore i'd never be. to be the person I'm today. They're responsible of what i turned out to be. They're responsible of the mess I'm today. of me being mentally and physically numb.
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RandomIt was all about surviving. Notes: -Not all of the written thoughts relates to my personal life. I may just felt in need to write such a thing, but yeah, they all end up leading to the same way. -One of the thoughts was deleted, it was too harsh to...
