- Aug 28, 2003
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In my experiences when a woman loves me, I mean really loves me, that is when I feel the most fullifilled inside, am over all happy & goofy, enjoy eating foods and I can focus much easier on everything else in my life. Knowing I have this person who cares for me, likes my company, and does and plans things with me in my life just makes me the person I am.
But this feeling has a blinding effect, for you get so used to it, then when it goes away my mind puts itself into a state of denial. Obilivous to whats going on around me, I am mildly happy and content. This last for about two weeks. Then 'BAM!', I cave opens up inside my chest and I am filled with this feel of desolation, emptiness, sorrow, worthlessness, loss of self-confidence and drive/enjoyment for personal activities & hobbies disappears.
Then after a couple of weeks you start to get these fleeting hits of almost angelic love, always produced by some complete stranger who appears out of no where and makes you think thats life is good. Only to hit back into the same void of emptiness, everytning you do in life turns to lead and the driven strenght to pull your self into simple tasks is so utterly difficult to produce that it multiplies the difficultly in every daily challenges.
Does this happen to everybody, or am I just f'k'd up and mentally ill.
But this feeling has a blinding effect, for you get so used to it, then when it goes away my mind puts itself into a state of denial. Obilivous to whats going on around me, I am mildly happy and content. This last for about two weeks. Then 'BAM!', I cave opens up inside my chest and I am filled with this feel of desolation, emptiness, sorrow, worthlessness, loss of self-confidence and drive/enjoyment for personal activities & hobbies disappears.
Then after a couple of weeks you start to get these fleeting hits of almost angelic love, always produced by some complete stranger who appears out of no where and makes you think thats life is good. Only to hit back into the same void of emptiness, everytning you do in life turns to lead and the driven strenght to pull your self into simple tasks is so utterly difficult to produce that it multiplies the difficultly in every daily challenges.
Does this happen to everybody, or am I just f'k'd up and mentally ill.