My life's like a swirling dark abyss, each passing day I lose the ability to feel and feel even more, my emotions died with me years ago, I don't know what it's like to actually even "feel" anymore, or what the meaning of being sensitive is. It's like I'm a hallow shell of emptiness, I have no sense of emotions anymore. I don't know weather to be thankful of that or regret it. Maybe it's for the best, maybe it's a gift and not a curse, so I'll never be hurt or feel hurt from any other human. Maybe I should finally embrace this cursed gift for what it is, and accept myself for who I am, not who I was, for whom I've become, and will become. I should let go of these shackles that created onto myself, and finally break free from this dark abyss but no I'm not sensitive.