I'm not unhappy, my life is pretty easy, I'v never been abused, I ahve lots of friends and support but for some reason I can't seem to connect with anything. I feel like I'm going through life in a diffent dimention. I am plankton. I have no emotions, nothing is interesting. The funny thing is, I ahve no problem laughing, playing, telling jokes, being a good lover. I'm a super nice guy, everyone likes me. I'm the person people come to for advice.
But.. it's all... so.. far away...
I can analyze people so we'll. I can tell them what they want to hear, I can feign interest, I can manipulate them to believe what I want. But I'm not hurtfull... I never try to hurt anyone. I'm tired though. I'm tired of living in a fog. I'm tired of getting lost in my mind despite all my attempts to connect and share with those around me.
Sometimes I feel like death is clearest path. The deep and dark unkown calls to me, it whispers and taunts me. It says it has the answers.
I find myself attracted to dangerous situations. I make friends with shady people, I walk through dark alleys, I drive faster when I'm alone, not drunk though. I'm may go to the world cup with a violent drug addict friend. I plan to buy a motorcycle. Maybe if you go to the edge you can see both sides at the same time...
Just to make it clear, I have no intentions to kill myself. There is enough uncertainty in life to keep me entrigued and I'm not unstable enough to let a spike of bad luck push me over the edge. truthfully though, I stay around because it would hurt too many people too see me go that way.
I posted because I'm curious if anyone else has similar experiences. I'm not asking for help, just curious..
smoking kills you slowly, and who'se in a hurry to die?
Invicta