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Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, from "The Complete Novels of Mary Shelly,"

I feel like I’m not here. Although im strangely serene.

People talk to me and Im so calm and patient and conversational, like my usual mask has been boosted and it does not require the same effort it always does.

I’m floating. I don’t know what is going on around me.

I can’t centre my brain to understand emails. But I am serene.

Imagine they saw the pain inside me and asked me about it. What would I say? That’s why I can’t allow any pain to be seen.

I think that’s is why my brain has put me in this serene state.

But I am in pain. Like many books say, there is an empty whole in my chest.

i want an older man to send me silly pictures like this 🤭

Till Death Do Us Part ⚰️

all mine.

I don’t remember feeling pain like this. I feel it in my soul.