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Feb 2015
I do not feel joy.

I do not feel ease.

I do not feel any happy feeling that the chemicals in my brain can produce.

I feel numbness.

Being numb feels worse than being sad.

Being sad is crying and letting everything out.

Being numb is cutting and not feeling a **** thing.  

I just want to feel again, I want to be able to be alone without wanting to sob.  

But for now, what I feel is simply nothing.
Written by
Julia Slayer Boone  In a horrible place.
(In a horrible place.)   
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