The Departed Comfortably Numb Novels & Stories

I wish I could have comforted them in some way but I couldn't. Now it's over. I no longer feel any pain only peaceful. It's a strange peaceful; one that makes me feel like I'm not alone, even in death. You know to be dead I sure do feel comfortable. Relaxed and warm. I nuzzle deeper into the feeling. That's when I realize whatever's happening to me isn't what it seems. For one, how can I be dead and still feel so good and strong? Not only that but I can hear everything; a mouse scurrying away, the wind rustling some leaves, deep breathing and a steady heartbeat.

She managed a weak smile and made her way out of the office, her mind spinning. Outside, the world seemed unchanged, people going about their lives, cars honking, and the noise of the city bustling around her. But to Daphne, everything felt muffled, as if the world had muted itself just for her. She walked aimlessly to the taxi, feeling as though she were floating. It wasn’t until she was inside that she realized how numb she had become. Her phone buzzed in her pocket, pulling her from her spiraling thoughts. She looked down at the screen, seeing Joe’s name. He had sent her a message:

I didn't need the necklace anymore, but Carl was already walking away. I stood there for a moment, watching his retreating figure, wondering if he'd ever regret losing me and our child for Wendy. … I scheduled an appointment with Carl on purpose. As I lay on the cold operating table, the bright lights burned into my eyes, making them ache. Once the anesthesia kicked in, I couldn't feel a thing.

I leave my duffle bag and my book bag by the door, shuffle over to the couch, and face-plant flat on top of it. I don’t cry, but I do allow a full body exhale that seems to seep everything straight out of my body. I feel no emotion. I am carefully numb. That’s the way I can move forward. I won’t think. I won’t feel. I’ll just place one foot in front of the other until I can rebuild a life that doesn’t hurt to live in anymore. I stay like that for a few hours. I don’t know how long. Then, I push myself off the couch.

Day 2 Adonis My mind and body were in complete harmony, beyond description. Some people believe that having good sex, drinking alcohol, or getting high on marijuana are the only ways to feel euphoric. I have been celibate since Isabella's death; I was not drunk, but I was high on an unfathomable level of happiness. For the first time in my life, warmth flooded my heart, and I couldn't stop smiling. This unexpected sense of comfort puzzled me. Something was calming me down, but all I could recall was a touch.

I've also never heard her this outraged. There's a scuffling sound and the door closes. I can hear the two officers arguing just outside. I'm not bothered by his words. Not really. I think I would have been before, but now I'm just... numb. I haven't cried once since I left that cold, damp basement room. I don't feel anything. His words bounce off me like a rubber ball against a brick wall. I think it's the pain medication I'm on. I'm probably not supposed to take it on an

ADAIRA ~ Numb. That was the only word that could describe my life and my state of mind at the moment. I just felt numb. Staring at my parent’s lifeless bodies should have made me react in some way, maybe cry or scream, but I just felt like my emotions had been detached from their original position and were now floating away. Gavrael picked me up and carried me, then I felt light headed for a split second before we appeared in his room. He seemed to understand that I had no words right now, so he didn’t speak, he just took me to the bathroom. We were both already naked so it was easier to just get us both into the shower and wash the dirt off us. Then he carried me to his bed. I lay beside hi

"You won't blame me, will you? "I've only been sick for a long time, only lonely for so long, and finally found someone who could heal me." … The night wind blew gently, carrying the faint scent of night-blooming jasmine. In the darkness, Tessa's eyes glistened with tears as she smiled softly, brushing her fingers over Jareth's photo one last time. "Goodbye, Jareth," she whispered. As she left the cemetery, her steps were brisk, yet lighter than ever before—she felt as if her illness had finally lifted.

Make that the second at that tim If you've ever gone through something tragic or lost someone close to you ... The pain is unbearable ... The only feeling you want to feel is the feeling of being numb . Not feeling anything is good actually cause I don't have to worry about the hurt that comes with the realization of loss and the fact that... The horrible fact that you are never going to hear that person , laugh again ,Speak , smile , tell you everything will be okay, remedy any sort of pain you'd be in ,and most of all tell you how much they love and cherish you unconditionall

Fate, the bitch, made sure Liam's funeral happened the same day they sent Mia to the stake. It was still a struggle to know how to feel about other people. The numbness I'd almost allowed to carry me away in the Sidhe cavern offered continual comfort, taking the sharpness from my emotions and, for now, I permitted such intrusion, such softening of my terrible pain. And my egos, they agreed with me, still and dull themselves, resting, sleeping, burying themselves in the dark quiet numbness offered. I could still sense them there, knew I wasn't alone. They would never allow me to feel abandoned, not now. But their grief was almost as comforting as the numb, knowing how much they missed Liam, S