Hopeless

Blackness, like an egg surrounding me and through me. Permeates everything inside, blocks everything outside, (only partially – I can still feel all the painful stuff). A dampening silence inside it. Substance is like egg white but dry, has viscosity and thickness but not moisture. Resists movement. Neutral temp. Completely opaque, black.

A sense of suffocating, like it would be so easy to just give in and die, now.

It’s too late for me. It’s too late for all of us. I’ll never be free. I’m too old, too weak, too broke. I’ll be dead first. I give up.

Shifted to:
Infinite Flow
Explorer: Joe
State Group: My Small Self

Other States in the Same Group (Reactive)

Cranky/Angry/Rage

Like embers, carbon, ash, and fire, smoldering in…

Overwhelm

Like a churning, seething horde of giant, 4-inch-l…

Alone/Abandoned

A vacuum where a protective, warm, nurturing body…

Longing for Comfort

Moist, red, soft, fleshy solid, super-heightened s…

Hurt

Like galaxy stuff, torus shape, imploding on itsel…

Core Fear

A dense, concentrated gas, swirling viciously arou…

Cringe

Soft solid, like putty/clay, porous, not real dens…

Bombardment

Massive, dense noise, as if made of sharp, hard bo…