Empty.
I hate how inferior I feel now. Not interesting, proactive, decisive, holy, God-inclined, lovable, wise, advice-worthy, or comforting enough. Just not good enough to be treasured.

All this emptiness on Flickr by Franca Alejandra

Maybe check back in a couple of months. I don't like being judged for the amount of time I take getting over something. Not when you cannot imagine the depth of my emotions or how much I valued something.