Where do you go when you can't feel anymore?
But that's a semi-guess. Truthfully, I don't have a good answer for you. I wish I did. But I'm going to take one wild shot in the dark: no matter what prompted you to ask that question, DON'T GIVE UP. Hope is one feeling you want to do whatever it takes to hang on to. (Heck, you can even message me if you need to -- I don't mind.)
err leper colony?
one of those farms where you feed the goats and the rabits?
cheer up love, what's happened?
Is your question a general thing, or would you like my own personal response?
How bout I give you both. In general, chase down the thoughts that make you feel happy. Read some jokes. Do something that would make you feel good. Place yourself in good company. Eat ice cream. Find sensation.
I recently went throught this. I had a bit of a crap time with a friend (one day I'll find out how to ditch her and leave it be, but for now...I hang on to that which is detrimental to my health. -shrug-) and suddenly...I didn't feel anything. Nothing. It was scary, but fasinating. Another friend had been contacted and called me, and we talked for a good hour or so. I told her a joke and then I started laughing. There was a glimmer of feeling, so the next day, I told it to as many people as I could, til I could feel again.
Maybe it will help you.
"A man stumbles up to the only other patron in a bar and asks if he could buy him a drink. 'Why of course,' comes the reply. The first man then asks: 'Where are you from?' 'I'm from Ireland,' replies the second man. The first man responds: 'You don't say, I'm from Ireland too! Let's have another round to Ireland.' 'Of Course,' replies the second man. Curious, the first man then asks: 'Where in Ireland are you from?' 'Dublin,' comes the reply. 'I can't believe it,' says the first man. 'I'm from Dublin too! Let's have another drink to Dublin.' 'Of course,' replies the second man. Curiosity again strikes and the first man asks: 'What school did you go to?' 'Saint Mary's,' replies the second man. 'I graduated in '62.' 'This is unbelievable!' the first man says. 'I went to Saint Mary's and I graduated in '62, too!' About that time in comes one of the regulars and sits down at the bar. 'What's been going on?' he asks the bartender. 'Nothing much,' replies the bartender. 'The O'Malley twins are drunk again.'"
Think happy thoughts. You will feel better eventually.
I floated about around my head until I got things sorted out enough to re-enter my body. It took about a year....
it's choking on your beliefs; it's your worst sin saving your fucking life
it's the devil's knife carving holes into you soul so angels will have a place to make their way inside
life doesn't rhyme
When you can't feel?
Well to me... I feel like I'm frozen in a frame. Except, I'm the only thing frozen.
All the people. All the excitement... It's nothing. I wear a blank face. I wear a void. All emotion leaves me and all thoughts are vacant. I'm immobilized.
Then the state breaks... And no one notices... No one ever notices...
It won't matter what happens when you feel nothing. All you can do is live in the void until the void takes you, or feeling comes back.
It's like a temporary state of suspended emotional collapse... and I hate it. I hate it so much, but I can never avoid it...