It's the other side of depression. The side where it's not much at all, really. It's just blank. There's no other way to describe it, not if you're being truthful. Just, empty space. It's a mixture of numb, flat, distorted, nothingness. Your mind seemingly goes from having too many thoughts- a whole sea of things rushing to get out the same tiny exit- to having no thoughts at all. And it's not a "this is such zen, serene peace!" sort of way. It's no thoughts in the way of feeling like someone just unplugged you from existing. Like you have been drained of your Human Energy.
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It's the other side of depression. The side where it's not much at all, really. It's just blank. There's no other way to describe it, not if you're being truthful. Just, empty space. It's a mixture of numb, flat, distorted, nothingness. Your mind seemingly goes from having too many thoughts- a whole sea of things rushing to get out the same tiny exit- to having no thoughts at all. And it's not a "this is such zen, serene peace!" sort of way. It's no thoughts in the way of feeling like someone just unplugged you from existing. Like you have been drained of your Human Energy.