I often cry alone in my room.
At least 3 times a week.
It's a weird feeling.
It feels like nothing is happening, but at the same time, everything is happening.
You feel so many different emotions, but at the same time you feel emotionless.
Almost empty.
All you can hear are your soft whimpers as your tears trickle down your sore cheeks and your heart beats at an uneven pace.
But other than that.
Silence.
Occasionally you'll hear the odd whisper of wind as it shakes the branches of the fragile birch trees in your back garden, bringing you back to the harsh realisation that you're still alive and suffering in this world.
Because for a moment,
a brief moment,
you forgot about your existence and felt at peace for once.
I think it's called dissociation. I can't give an definition but I think it's when your mind decides to fuck reality and completely zone out when you're in emotional pain. I don't see weird things, like people who suffer from it a lot more,
but I feel weird,
like different from normal,
like a dream,
but at the same time,
not?
I don't know.
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Short StoryHi. I'm just some mentally unstable teen (sorry for sounding emo). I'm not really doing this for the enjoyment of others, but for myself. Almost like a diary I guess? But not as private. I know. I'm posting this online for everyone to see, but alth...
