I don’t know how it happened

It just did, one day I had stopped feeling. I was thinking a lot, thinking I was sad, happy or angry. But I wasn’t rally feeling it. My feelings dialed down to a low hum or buzzing at the bottom of my heart to low to even register.

It must have happened gradually, little by little I chose not to feel. Not to get hurt, not to get sad, not to feel anything really. THinking I was content, thinking I was ok but really I was dead or a living dead. Zombiefied, shambling through life, keeping up the...