Feeling Numb? Watch This (You Won't Regret It)

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Psychgo
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Sometimes, feeling numb for me feels like I don't have passion for life anymore. Like that kind of passion that feels like I'm alive and a human being. Sometimes I just feel like I'm a ghost.

PlayerObR
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This one feels a tad targeted.
For the longest time I’ve felt “numb”. I have things I want to do. Things I actively do, but once everything stops I feel empty. As a song goes “once the laughter is gone, you feel quite alone.”
I have hobbies and plans set so I’m busy. Work keeps me from home so there’s always something new. But once I get home or to the hotel room and I’m finally alone with my thoughts everything feels insignificant. I don’t feel anything. It’s simply empty.

brandoncastellano
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"Spectator in your own life" hits close

JuggerMike
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Timestamps:
1:51 loss of interest
2:24 faking emotions
2:54 depressed mood
3:30 risky behaviour
4:04 negative emotions
4:39 blunted effect
5:14 social withdrawal

The music after the signs was so good!!!

Itzme_Shinyyy
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I have had these signs for 7 years; it's just a miracle that I'm still living.

voiddd
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Sometimes I’ll be feeling high off of life, but more often I’ve just been disconnected from life and myself. I just wanna feel all that feeling I used to have instead of just being, there.

UpgradetheThing-dt
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Real. But sometimes, like now, I feel happy and good and less bad and then it gets bad again out of nowhere. It takes a big push or several pushes to be fine or feel bad again.

samdabestay
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I start feeling numb since I was 14. I don't know why do I feel like this, I feel like there is something missing.. I always feel bored, tired and numb almost all the time. I hate this feeling. Everything I used to enjoy feel like a boring task, I feel like there is something wrong with me. But I don't know what is it, I feel like I don't know myself. I feel like I don't know my own emotions and feelings. It's feel like a big hole inside, no matter what I do, it always the same feeling. I always fake my emotions almost everyday, no matter where I'm or when. I always try to do new things to at least satisfied myself, but nothing happens.

Yuki_flowers
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For a long time, I wasn’t sad or happy — just numb. It was like I was watching life happen from a distance, unable to feel anything real. I didn’t know how to fix it, so I just kept going, pretending it was normal. What helped me slowly reconnect was learning how to sit with my thoughts instead of avoiding them. Shift Your Mind by Alexander Brooks was the first book that gently helped me out of that numb space. If you feel disconnected from yourself, this book might be the bridge back. ❤

michelletelle-fk
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I've been feeling these signs for the past few days, Everything I once love feels nothing to me anymore. Sometimes I cry randomly but sometimes it's my loneliness. :((

AlexaTamayo
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I’m 29, last year two close childhood friends ghosted me, we don’t even keep in touch thru text anymore, I can’t lie it bothered me a lot. I understand people grow apart when they get into serious relationships, have children, start their career etc. but I feel like I was too good of a friend for them to just disappear on me like that. On top of that TV shows, and movies, just aren’t as exiting to me anymore. I find myself not having the energy to stay up and even watch something for 20 minutes. Work has me so exhausted by the time I get home, I basically use the TV to help me fall asleep lol. I use to have so much energy.

ez-duz-it
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I can't rely on anyone not even my family or someone who I thought was my best friend. Dying opens your eyes to see who really care. No one does.

JonathanB
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I got to know her in August last year at work. We had a lot in common, I still refuse to believe that was just a coincidence.

The first time we met was in August at the Emergency Department. I didn’t know her name yet, but she caught my attention. I have known a lot of people before her and after her but she wasn’t like the others. There was something special I could feel about her, the way she spoke, the way she laughed, it was effortless.

Over time, we started talking more. It wasn’t planned, it just happened naturally. We’d see each other during shifts, when I would go there, the moment I would step into the department and would see each other, a big smile immediately would appear on her face to see me, I was happy to see her and we would exchange a few words, we started watching movies, eating snacks, doing nights shifts and talking for hours and not getting bored of each other and we would pay for each other's food. I still remember it was cold and I knew she was cold so I gave her my coat so she could stay warm, I didn't care if I was cold or not and she did say "but aren't you cold?" I replied "no I always feel hot" even though I wasn't. I would always ask if she needed anything or if I make her uncomfortable.
and then one day, we started texting. At first, it was casual, questions about work, small jokes, but soon, we were talking every single day. she had a cat and she would send me pics and videos of her cat, we would update each other about our lives. Morning texts, night texts, a lot of laugh, heart, cute emojis, random moments in between. It became normal.

I found myself looking forward to her messages. If I got a notification, I’d hope it was from her. And often, it was. She started texting first sometimes, checking in on me, telling me things she didn’t even tell her best friends. She told me about her loneliness, how she felt isolated, how life felt boring. She trusted me, and I felt honored to be the person she could confide in.

There were little moments that made me realize how much I cared about her. The time we joked about me cooking chicken for her. The moment I nearly tripped in E&A, and she laughed so much I couldn’t help but laugh with her. Sometimes she would tell me "I love to adopt you 😂" cuz I was 3 years younger than her, and we would joke about that. She had told her friends about me, how good I was in interpreting X rays and the adopting joke, I don't know what else she had told them:, )
The night we walked together, and she pointed at the sky and said, ‘The moon is missing.’ I should have told her then that she was the moon on Earth.

I knew I was in love with her before I even admitted it to myself. But I was afraid. She had once said she didn’t like how a guy had told her "I like older women", and I didn’t want to lose what we had. So I stayed silent. Instead, I showed her how much I cared in other ways. I brought her sweets, fresh fruit, little things that would make her smile. And she did smile. That was enough for me.

Then, one day, she told me she had a boyfriend. I can still hear the exact way she said it. It felt like something inside me cracked, but I kept my expression neutral. I told myself it was okay. That I just wanted her to be happy, even if it wasn’t with me. But it hurt. And it kept hurting.

I started noticing things. The way she checked her phone so often, waiting for a message that sometimes didn’t come. The way she talked about him, never describing him as the best thing that had happened to her, just saying ‘he’s good.’ The way she admitted she hadn’t had much luck when it came to relationships. She would even tell me that he had gotten angry at her for being 30 minutes late to her shift because she was tired and couldn't wake up to her alarm, he could as a bf do her part and care about her health instead of getting angry, he had told her "you are 30 minutes late! You can't even do an 8 hour shift?!!" And one time she said "yeah the night he was here was boring, I had fun with you and the other female doctor 3 of us here", and there was moments that they were together doing shifts when I was there, she would talk with passion and sometimes he wouldn't even care about what she said and wouldn't reply and would keep her hanging, I was the one who would reply to her and make her comfortable. She would say "you made my shifts better" or "you're so kind and respectful" And I wondered… was she truly happy with him? Or was she just trying to be?

But despite everything, we kept talking. She trusted me with things she didn’t even tell him. She shared her doubts, her worries, her dreams. And I was always there to listen. I wanted to be her safe place, the person she could turn to no matter what.

Then, things changed. I brought up something about Snapchat, about a deleted text, and after that, she became distant. She stopped initiating messages. I waited for her to text first, but days passed, then weeks. Fourteen days without a message. I wanted to reach out, but I also wanted to see if she would miss me enough to text first. She didn’t.

Then today, after a month, on the first day of Eid, she texted me. ‘Eid Mubarakkk.’ The extra letters meant everything to me. It meant she hadn’t forgotten me. It meant, maybe, I still had a place in her heart.

No matter what happens, I know one thing for certain, I will never forget her. I can’t. She has become a part of me, whether she knows it or not. Whenever I hear her name, I shiver and see her then become sad. some names aren’t just names. They hold memories, emotions, entire worlds within them.

I don’t know what the future holds. I don’t know if we’ll ever go back to how things used to be. But I know that she changed me. And I know that I’ll always care about her, even if she never truly understands just how much.

I hope if she ever sees my message, I want you to know, I will always love you, I will always be there for you no matter what, supporting you, caring about you, being some1 non judgemental unlike others.

dastaniam
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I’ve been feeling much of nothing lately. Until, me and my childhood best Freind started dating. I’ve felt nothing for a while and he makes my emotions more sensitive, and gentle, and raw.

I am very thankful for my sweet boy

One-Handle-ugod
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I've been suffering with anhedonia for almost 7 years now. Literally nothing has moved the needle. Not meds, therapy, lifestyle changes, I'm resigned to feel like this until the day I die

colin
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7:00 PLEASE PUT THIS ON SPOTIFY. I BEG OF YOU.

samdabestay
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I struggle with this but when I try talking to others about it, they all tell me to try harder or JUST do this or JUST do that. People don’t know JUST how hard it is to do anything when you feel completely dead and hollow inside, when no matter what you do, you still feel absolutely nothing. It’s hard trying to find ANYTHING to do, just to wake up day after day after day, when you don’t want to anymore. 😔😔

petsmart
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I've felt numb for a while, but I'm finally started to find my spark again, I'm a little excited to have goals again, it's been years since I've had any hope for my future

fang.orangeleaf
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If I had to explain this to someone who wouldn’t understand, I’d set two extreme experiences as reference points.

Do you remember waking up on the first day of summer vacation as a kid? You’d jump out of bed, no matter how early or late it was. Maybe there was a hike planned, a trip, a pool or beach day. Or perhaps you had already traveled and woke up in a nice hotel room, knowing the breakfast buffet was waiting and there were exciting places to explore. Hold onto that feeling as the "good extreme." Of course, not every day feels like that, but it's something you can replicate—going on vacation, buying a new game, getting a new pet—anything that makes you look forward to waking up.

Now, on the opposite end of the spectrum: have you ever slept right after losing someone dear? Do you remember waking up and immediately feeling your stomach sink as reality sets in—it wasn’t a nightmare, I have to live through this? Unlike the first example, this feeling can happen every day. I don’t know if it’s just anhedonia, but that’s what waking up felt like for me after dealing with CPTSD and depression. The first time I realized it was exactly upon waking up.

Eventually, I’d have a pleasant dream, feeling happiness within it, only to be met with that "someone died" feeling the moment I woke up. And then... nothing. Not for an hour, not for sixteen. For some reason, the only time I could feel anything—good or bad—was while dreaming. I noticed I no longer felt the urge to run after turning off the kitchen lights, nor did I wake up startled from nightmares where I died.

This went on for over a decade.

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