“I’m not sad, I’m not angry, and I’m not happy either. I’m numb. I don’t feel anything anymore. It’s like I’m vacant inside, and I don’t know where I went. When people ask I tell them I’m sad because it’s so much easier than trying to explain what’s going on with me, especially since I don’t even know. I’ve been trying to feel something for months. I have holes in my walls, and scars all over my body. I’ve ruined so many things, and I’m the only one to blame. I’m a shit person who’s not good enough for anyone including myself. I never will be good enough. That’s why it’s so easy for people to leave, just like I’m nothing, because I am nothing. I won’t be missed, and nobody will even notice that I’m gone. There’s no need for me to be here, I don’t want to be here, and everyone else will carry on with their lives like nothing happened.”
— I’m nothing
