Does anyone else feel numb? Like a ghost floating through life? Not quite feeling, hearing, sensing anything? I used to do things that would make me feel something, anything. Things that weren't good for me. And I'm tempted to do them again, to cross that line, to fuck up my entire world I've built around me. I think that... if I'm already a ghost... what's the point? But I know- or I think I know- the detachment will pass... I hope. I hope so badly. I hate feeling this way. I hate feeling so lost and invisible. I wish I could crawl out of it, for the sake of those I love.