I Have a Confession

Since my abuse when I was little, I have increasingly grown unable to feel emotions appropriately and in a "timely" fashion. Things that would make people laugh, cry, shout or sing don't affect me. Then well after the fact, I will note that I missed a very beautiful experience. I get depressed, but I realize I am emotionally blocked, constipated, dissociated, whatever you wanna call it.





I have hurt and angered a lot of people over the years because of this.