I lost the ability to cry some years ago. Now all I have is a deep burning pain in my chest that paralyzes me with despair. I understand. I’m to fucked up to be saved.
Are you familiar with the term ‘neural adaptation’? An example would be: You walk into a room filled with the fragrance of sliced oranges. As you continue to loiter in the same room it begins to dawn on you that you cannot smell that scent any longer.
You’ve been so miserable for so long that you can barely feel the emotion that has dominated the majority of your existence. I know this because I’m the same, but i am not hurt by it. It’s uncomfortable, coupled with my ambivalence, but for the most part I am simply indifferent.
Cheers to the both of you. Hope to see you at the bottom of this rabbit hole.
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I lost the ability to cry some years ago. Now all I have is a deep burning pain in my chest that paralyzes me with despair. I understand. I’m to fucked up to be saved.
Are you familiar with the term ‘neural adaptation’? An example would be: You walk into a room filled with the fragrance of sliced oranges. As you continue to loiter in the same room it begins to dawn on you that you cannot smell that scent any longer.
You’ve been so miserable for so long that you can barely feel the emotion that has dominated the majority of your existence. I know this because I’m the same, but i am not hurt by it. It’s uncomfortable, coupled with my ambivalence, but for the most part I am simply indifferent.
Cheers to the both of you. Hope to see you at the bottom of this rabbit hole.