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Patient # 40827
Patient # 40827: It's always at night when I stop feelings, when I start crying
Stop being happy feeling gloved
Its always when the quiet around me gets so ominous but I can't help but feel as if I'm alone in the world. I know there are people out there but my brain says, "You can't hear anything, feel anything, see anything, smell anything" there is nothing there.
Its called sensory deprivation and it's a great form of torture because the person slowly goes insane.
All I see is the light coming from the computer screen and I hear only my fingers tapping at the keys. I thought when you were told you were loved; you were supposed to know it forever.
It seems that I make people go through the ringer before I think they might even care about me. Mrs. Smith got upset in 9th grade because I wrote down that I wondered who would show to my funeral. I don't think it would even have one.
The problem is, I need to know, when you fall in love do you stop hurting, do you stop wishing for something more, do you suddenly realize that for someone you are perfect?
Or do you need to know that before you can fall in love, no I'm not sad, I've got a headache and I don't want to face the real world and dominion is sounding better and better with those little cot like beds
With their hospital corners and nightly checks, there you suffocate from people watching you too much. Where you know they don't really care you're only a job, but at least I don't have to think for myself or worry because I figure I'll be there "be cured" and they'll take care of me make sure I don't get hurt and I can just stop feeling, which I must say would be nice to just stop wondering if people care or not and just KNOW with a certainty that they didn't.
Must be lovely.
Patient # 40827: It's always at night when I stop feelings, when I start crying
Stop being happy feeling gloved
Its always when the quiet around me gets so ominous but I can't help but feel as if I'm alone in the world. I know there are people out there but my brain says, "You can't hear anything, feel anything, see anything, smell anything" there is nothing there.
Its called sensory deprivation and it's a great form of torture because the person slowly goes insane.
All I see is the light coming from the computer screen and I hear only my fingers tapping at the keys. I thought when you were told you were loved; you were supposed to know it forever.
It seems that I make people go through the ringer before I think they might even care about me. Mrs. Smith got upset in 9th grade because I wrote down that I wondered who would show to my funeral. I don't think it would even have one.
The problem is, I need to know, when you fall in love do you stop hurting, do you stop wishing for something more, do you suddenly realize that for someone you are perfect?
Or do you need to know that before you can fall in love, no I'm not sad, I've got a headache and I don't want to face the real world and dominion is sounding better and better with those little cot like beds
With their hospital corners and nightly checks, there you suffocate from people watching you too much. Where you know they don't really care you're only a job, but at least I don't have to think for myself or worry because I figure I'll be there "be cured" and they'll take care of me make sure I don't get hurt and I can just stop feeling, which I must say would be nice to just stop wondering if people care or not and just KNOW with a certainty that they didn't.
Must be lovely.
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