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Journal Entry 10/23/2004

Story ID:2357
Written by:Stacy Lynn Stiles (bio, contact, other stories)
Story type:Diary/Journal Entry
Location:Tomah WI USA
Year:2007
Person:Me
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I have little to no emotion. I am hurt, yet I cannot cry. I am an emotional basket case, yet I cannot find it in me to vent all of this anger, hurt and pain. I have been abused, misused and emotionally drained, pretty much by everyone that has meant anything to me. I feel as though I can trust no one and this strong outer wall that’s a complete façade will eventually come crumbling down. Someday, just not today. I can be pushed, shoved and hit, yet the pain is numbing; I feel absolutely nothing, inside or out. Why can’t I just let my true feelings show, just for once and allow myself to deal with the pain and anguish? Why do I have to post this strong demeanor to which I am getting a tad bit fed up with? I am who I am, period.