My stomach is empty yet instead of feeling hungry, I feel hollow. It feels more like a metaphor than a health risk. I’ve been forcing food down my throat because I know that’s the healthy thing to do and I don’t want to shrink into nothingness just because I’m sad. I still want to stand tall and show people some presentable form of me but it’s been days and weeks and months since I’ve felt human. Everything I do feels more metaphorical than real and I’m still not sure if I’m even alive anymore. I think something snatched my humanity away while I wasn’t looking but I’m reluctant to file a police report, so instead I just cover my eyes and pretend I can’t see that it’s gone.
I’m fine, though, thanks for asking.