I mean it’s a possible reason For those years of a facade.
Feeling nothing; No connection, No emotion.
Just blank. Only old morals Kept me from Arming myself With intent to harm.
I’m not sure if you can come out of that though. All I know is that I felt a need to retaliate. I thought of bringing death to those who left me forsaken. No guilt, just righting wrongs. Only a brief remembrance of how harming others has repercussions stopped me.