Absolution | +18

For most of my life, emotions have been a dull, distant echo, barely registering in the background of my existence. I'm accustomed to feeling nothing more than a baseline of boredom, occasional annoyance, and intermittent anger-emotions that flicker briefly before fading away. The routine of my days has long been marked by an almost mechanical detachment, a state of numbness that shields me from deeper engagement or vulnerability. I've accepted this emotional void as my norm, a comfort zone where the chaos of feelings is minimized to a manageable, predictable level. My lack of emotional depth is simply a fact of life, one that I neither resent nor seek to change.
In my world, the absence of meaningful feelings is not a burden but a passive acceptance of how things are.
"Until Her ..."