Maybe that’s all most people are doing—keeping themselves distracted long enough not to think about it too hard. I just don’t seem to have that ability anymore.
I hate feeling this empty. Being tired is easy—you just sleep it off and shut the world out for a while. Same with anger. You go to sleep, wake up later, and maybe it doesn’t feel as heavy anymore. But this feeling doesn’t go away. That’s the worst part. I’m always aware of it.
People call that ‘normal,’ but honestly I think normal is just something everyone agrees to fake together so nobody has to admit how empty everything really feels.