*** POSSIBLE TRIGGER WARNING!***
I had this post in my head for a long time. Just a vague idea of what I wanted to write. It’s kind of a difficult post. I’ve had these feelings for years. I’ll try to describe them the best I can:
I’ve often wondered how someone can feel so much emotional pain and not die? I don’t mean by suicide. I mean that your body can’t handle the pain and you just die. But you never do. You keep existing. Not living, just existing. Day after day, week after week, month after month, year after year, decade after decade. Wondering “is this all there is to life?”
Has anyone else ever thought about this? Or is it just me?