I Am Imaginary

Everything is blank and empty. Neutral. This 'thing' is not me. Things are quiet and emotionless. No reactions. Nothing to react to. Dull. I can't stand this space filled with a lack of emotion

I know there have been a lot of distressing moments recently but their emotional impact has faded from my memory. I am numb. I am happiest in my lowest moments. I am connected. I am me.

I want to talk to someone but I seem to have nothing to say. I don't know if something is buried inside of me or if i'm just full of nothing. I want to find my distressing emotions, gather them all, and bring them to the front of myself to stay there permanently. It's what I know. It's what I want.

I'm just a person in someones imagination and when they aren't thinking about me I don't exist. For now they are not thinking about me.

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