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Just some thoughts of a person with Schizoid Personality Disorder.
The colors are fading away, the voices are barely there. No more sadness, no more joy. Just a big block of "blah". In my bubble I hear no one, I see nothing, feelings do not exist.

The fog is thick sometimes and I drown inside it. For hours... days. An occasional event snaps me back to reality and I sense nothing as the bubble claws me back in. I do not fight it, I don't want to, or do I?

The world is a blur, flashing as I watch it race by. I want to scream, but I know I won't, why should I? The world doesn't welcome a cold heart.

-- Schizoid

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