I am a ghost behind my writing like I am a ghost behind my life
I wrote this while feeling numb and detached from everything and everyone. I felt like I was not living for real, I was just fluctuating, surviving, half there, like a ghost stuck in the living world.
It took me years to understand that I was feeling so much my brain had to numb it down to cope. So I started to focus on one feeling at the time to untie all the knots and tackle the overload to allow my brain to feel again.
It’s never feeling nothing, rather, it’s feeling too much at the same time.