Posted by Anonymous on 2014/11/09 under Uncategorized I can’t feel passion anymore. I remember how much I used to feel, but I can’t any more. I want to mourn, and there’s a deep sadness inside me-I want to remember all those times in the past, but something’s stopping me. I can’t…
I found that the most common reason why we can’t do something is because deep down we don’t really want to. You remember how much it hurt and you’re afraid that if you let anything in, good or bad, you’re gonna feel it all again. I believe that the pain is worth it, it’s worth feeling happiness and passion and everything else you want to feel.
I think I’m far to deep now that even the slightest spike in emotions will leave me terrified. I think it’s because I remember who I was and it completely destroys the idea of who I’ve become.I’m really scared.
Thank you for your response.
There is nothing wrong with being scared, but you do also need to be brave, you need to face your fears, how else can you expect to get what you want?
The problem is I don’t know what exactly I’m fearing. I kept thinking that now I’ve become stronger-unable to be touched by anything, and tonight I realized how little passion was left inside me. It’s as if who I was in the past was a completely different person.
To be strong doesn’t mean not to feel, it means to feel everything but not be overwhelmed by those feelings. It doesn’t mean avoiding things or pretending you don’t care, it means dealing with them.
There is nothing wrong with realizaing you’ve changed, but you do need to ask yourself if you like the person you’ve become.
But realizing you’ve changed is scarier than anything life throws at you-finding who you are and your place in the world is what we’re here for, so when you can’t even figure that out, it’s scary.
I agree with you though, dealing with things does make you stronger. Unfortunately, I’m very weak in that sense and at this point everything has escalated to a point I don’t recognize.
But thank you. I’m not sure if it’s been the same person replying, but I feel a sense of comfort.
If I may ask, stranger, how have you-if ever-dealt with complete and utter darkness?