Empty.

This won’t be like the usual posts because I don’t feel alive right now.

I feel empty. I feel vacant. I feel alone.

There is a numbness like I’ve never felt before. There’s a void.

Panic attacks are the closest I am to feeling anything, they mostly feel like the emptiness trying to come out because even it doesn’t want to be inside this depressed body.

I don’t want to live. Not without him.

I can’t.

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