When I felt empty, I felt detached from the world, as if I wasnt connected to the world.
I had no "weight" to keep me from floating away from reality.
When I could drink or do drugs, I could stop feeling that complete negative space and feel like I was attached to the ground.
Oh my, I dont think I described it well. Maybe I am describing depression.
The two were so intermixed and intermingled in me.
you are his reality that keeps him tethered to earth.
but that is not your responsibility.
it is his to find his weight in this life.