Today I heard some rumours going around that were really inappropriate and not only were they false but they made me uncomfortable, it's happened before and this isn't as bad but it still was gross, disgusting even. And they played it off as a joke or not that big of a deal but this was way more than that and even if it was a joke, they aren't close enough with me to say that. So I simply bawled my eyes out until my ride to DND arrived and I felt better.
And once again I'm hit with this feeling. This empty feeling. Today its the calm version despite all that happened. Maybe it's not even the feeling that changes, maybe it's just how I felt the rest of the day in comparison, maybe since the day was so chaotic and draining that the feeling of being able to be tired and empty is soothing but normal days it feels even more draining because of the sudden change, maybe being hollow and empty is never a bad thing but the small bits of energy and emotion effect that hollow feeling that much. Maybe I'm not even empty, maybe behind the different personalities I put on for different people are just masks for being constantly tired and empty. It's weird, emptiness is weird.
This is a peek into the mind of a trauma freak autistic queer teen. This is kinda like a diary but more dissecting my thoughts about whats happening and not just briefly talking about my activities. This is mainly for the research of others.
WARNING: would not recommend if you don't want to read about a minor in disturbing traumatic situation, get triggered by swearing or mentions of drugs and alcohol, or are my therapist.
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