numb

all my self perceptions and convictions have been tested, detested, confronted and shattered all in 3 days!

im dying. really.

i dont want to process it all yet.
i might be clinically insane. although at the rate im going, im gonna be clinically depressed.

but i am depressed.

its not about pride anymore. but self worth.

worth.
what is worth?

i wish i were a zombie.. or a robot!
that would make things easier..

at least i wont feel, i wont hurt.

and nothing would matter.

it would be an empty life but whose to point that out when in my world then, nothing else would matter.

nothing.