Unfeeling Novels & Stories

he asked, trying to take in what I was saying. "I mean, I don't feel pain, happiness, or even sadness." " Really? " I'm sure a lot is going on in his mind right now, but this is confusing for real. " Yes, I mean, I feel no sort of emotion for real. Like, I dont get angry, i don't feel pain when im injured, and if you say something funny, I don't laugh or smile. My emotions are like a vagabond - I feel literally nothing. I don't know how to explain it; I was born this way, and I don't feel any emotion."

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

I wanted to purge these feelings from my system, but they were just as hot-headed as I was. It usually doesn't take this long. A few days top and I'd have shook it off, and be back to that ruthless, unfeeling bitch. That was exactly what I wanted, not the sappy motherfucker that teared up at the slightest frustration. Not feeling equals not thinking. It simply meant wallowing in a state of emptiness that could be likened to oblivion. It was easier for me that day.

To think one word can leave someone this frozen and numb. To think that one word is capable of making a person forget how to breathe. I remain in my spot, not even able to hang up. Why do I feel this way? I am not excited, I am not moved, I don’t feel any warmth, the butterflies in my stomach are probably dead or hibernating. I don’t feel frustrated, I don’t feel angry. I feel, numb… Why would a simple word such as baby make me feel this way? As if the air had been pulled out of my lungs, as if I no longer have the ability to move or think.

I scream out and see dad and several workers running towards me. The second feeling is a hollow ache in my chest. More like the absence of feeling. Like someone has shut off from their emotions. Like my heart has been gutted out of me and has been replaced by a cold and unfeeling piece of stone. Tears slide down my face and I gasp in pain as I realise what I am feeling.

I grit my teeth in anger and left to buy the candles my brother asked me with unwanted grievous sensations brimming in my chest. ..I don't love her.. And I never will... I will never fall this low..

It’s sad to watch, albeit amusing. I kind of like that he has this insane gift of instilling fear in men without even trying. It’s definitely rekindling the horn factor in my underwear, even if my head is still a huge messy pile of poop. I feel like I’m walking around in a floaty dream and nothing is real anymore. An alternate universe and nothing is touching me emotionally. Weirdly disconnected now. Maybe it’s emotional exhaustion combined with major booze recovery.

“You’re practically vibrating. Hit me.” Nalia glanced between Tyler and Cheyenne, her voice uncertain. “I… I don’t know what I am.” Cheyenne tilted her head. “You’re Nalia. That’s a good start.” Nalia frowned. “You know what I mean. I feel… off. Like there’s something inside me trying to wake up, and I don’t know if it’s good or bad. Kensavion’s kept things from me. I know he’s trying to protect me, but ever since I got here, I’ve felt different. It’s like the air here amplifies whatever’s inside me.”

All were girls due to which made Loathefiya like or puzzled about it and she spoke these words. But for some reason, she felt as though it was falling distance, it was facing in dark and in the empty distance. It felt weird for her. This was the first time such an empty feeling was creating inside her. Feeling that she could express it out about what it was. Feeling like as though, she would be dragged away from someone that was close to her. From someone who had just started to get close to her but was soon fading away from her heart… Though she was a child, the saying recalled here which said:

Grace I woke with a heavy feeling, a dull ache settling deep within my bones. The events of the past few days replayed in my mind like a fragmented film, leaving me with a confusing mix of emotions: fear, doubt, and a strange sense of detachment I couldn't quite shake. As I went through the motions of getting ready for work, a part of me felt numb, distant from the familiar routine. It almost felt alien, but it wasn't as taxing as it had been before. I remember being so irritated before. Now, it didn't matter which outfit I picked out. Not because they were all the same, but because Eason had redone my wardrobe for my day-to-day to help my image. They were all equally nice, and I hadn't real