Quotes About Numbness

I don't know if you've ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That's why I'm trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning

I don't know if you've ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist.

But after a while, the whole thing just wasn't interesting to him anymore, and he ran out of things to keep himself numb.

I can't think again. Not ever again. I don't know if you've ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That's why I'm trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning.

I would tell you about the rest of the night, but i honestly dont remember much about it. It's all a very sad daze.

He begins every night really excited. He always says he feels free, and tonight is his destiny. But after awhile, he runs out of things to keep himself numb. ... the words leave him, and we can see how sad he really is

That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that.

don't know if you've ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That's why I'm trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning.

I would tell you about the rest of the night, but I honestly don't remember much about it. It's all a very sad daze.

No sé si alguna vez te haz sentido así. Que quisieras dormir por miles de años. O simplemente no existir. O no estar consciente de que existes.

Oddly, the burned hand didn't seem to hurt much anymore; it was only numb. It would have been better if there had been pain. Pain was at least real.

We numb our minds and heart so one need not be broken and the other need not be bothered.

I have no emotions. I just stand there, in the rubble of my life.This… this was my home. If it were a person, this would be a gaping chest wound, the kind no one can recover from.

I couldn't think. I couldn't feel. I just existed—me,

Now I sat on a moulded plastic chair, my mind numb, my gaze fixed on a wall, unable to tell how long I had been there. I couldn't think. I couldn't feel. I just existed: me, the plastic chair, the squeaky linoleum under my bloodied tennis shoes.

If so, how do we feel about it?" "We are numb.

They felt at once profoundly numb and profoundly ecstatic to be young and inflicting optional damage on each other;

I sounded angry, felt nothing.

I figured out that letting 'the world' hurt me served a few functions extremely well: It provided me with a kind of nurturing I didn't otherwise know how to attract, I couldn't be pinned with total responsibility, and it provided physical pain, a reason to cry that others could understand. So much easier than trying to explain all the accumulated rage and numbness and sadness.

She could see and smell and touch and hear, but somehow she could hardly feel at

You drink a little too much and try a little too hard. And you go home to a cold bed and think, That was fine. And your life is a long line of fine.

You know how people sometimes say they have to hurt because if they don't, they're so numb they won't feel anything?

You know how people sometimes say they have to hurt because if they don't, they're so numb they won't feel anything?" "Mmm." "What if it's the opposite?" Amma whispered. "What if you hurt because it feels so good? Like you have a tingling, like someone left a switch on in your body. And nothing can turn the switch off except hurting? What does that mean?

What if you hurt because it feels so good? Like you have a tingling, like someone left a switch on in your body. And nothing can turn the switch off except hurting? What does that mean?