that thing you said

It's not like I was paying any attention at all but somehow I could tell the exact moment when everything shifted. It felt like a small breeze caressing my skin softly, like getting punched in the face with an axe made of acid on fire. So subtle.

I didn't hurt tho, nothing does anymore. I have years ahead of me of psychologic treatment to take off those mattresses life carefully posted around me, to shield all them feelings away. They beat the sin out of me on a daily basis, but I only get a memo. I don't feel a thing. I don't believe this is healthy, either.