Today was a pretty okay day, but after work was done and I got home and sat down i started feeling weird..
Its like im an empty husk a shell with no real content inside. I am unsure why I feel like this and I have tried meditating on this but everytime I think I found an answer something else hits me back.
I dont know and I dont understand why I feel like this, but maybe deep down im just meant to be like this?
When I work I drown out these thoughts cause alot of other things takes priority but when im home they come whispering back.
Slowly but surely I can feel myself breaking. Its like a piece of clothing or a glass that has a tiny hole or a tiny crack. With enough time and outside forces that hole or crack grows.
But this is not were anyone wanna reach, reaching a point where everything breaks..