It just happened again; someone told me they wished they could “be like me”.
I’m quiet. I take care of my business and I keep to myself. I generally keep my thoughts and opinions to myself. I show little to no emotion, because I don’t really have any: I’m dead inside.
I genuinely don’t really feel anything the vast majority of the time, and I don’t ever wish that I did. Nothing really effects me one way or the other. I honestly have no strong feelings about anything.
Well, not anything, I do have many close friends that I pal around with, I do have a girlfriend who I’ve been with for 4 years and I plan on someday marrying, I do genuinely love her and she is who I express the most emotion to out of anybody on this Earth, and she does love me but even she thinks of me as dead inside.
I am not close with my family, and I really don’t care. They’re not bad people, in fact they are very good people, I just don’t have anything in common with them other than the blood-relative thing.
But to get back to the point, over the years I’ve been told by literally dozens of people that they wish they could be like me. I have no real response for them, because I don’t think they want to know the truth, that I am dead inside. I often fake emotions for appearance, but it’s just an act for others’ benefit. I generally feel like a kind of impartial observer, watching life from the outside, but from the inside, if that makes any sense, like some sort of emotional double agent. Maybe I just inadvertently hang around with highly emotional people who wish they could turn their strong feelings off, but I don’t understand that either. Again, I don’t wish that I were like them, because I’ve seen them be a fucking mess, but I don’t see how the way I am is the better alternative.