Habitual Insanity

To be honest…I don’t feel, in real life. Those intense feelings that people talk about, heartbreak, happiness, sorrow…I don’t really get those. I get anger and irritation. I get emptiness and a feeling of being half. But those other things? Yeah, I don’t have those. It is only when I’m secluded in my room, with my computer, or a book, and a character I have grown so attached to is winning…or losing…do I have emotions so strong that my heart aches, that physical pain tries to rip me in half. And it may be wrong, I may have something completely and utterly broken in my brain that only allows me to really feel under the most artificial of circumstances. But that is how I am, that is me, and I’ve learned to deal with it…appreciate it even. And you know what, I don’t think that there is very much wrong with that, at least not for me.