Not Okay Comments

Truth be told there's really no other way to put it right now: I'm not okay.
That is to say, physically, sure, I've got my health still and my youth (arguably) .No known hindrances holding me.For some reason I've begun to feel empty.Hollowed out by my unfortunate brain chemistry and left as a walking shell of the person I know myself to be.
Not much lightens my mood.Rarely do I ponder deeply about anything.Few and far between are the instances that bring me a sense of satisfaction of self.Things I would normally find joy in don't appeal to me.People I seek company from feel like uncomfortable situations to avoid.My mind is full of thoughts constantly, but none of them have any substance or context or relevance to the environment I'm in.My thoughts are a drivel of mumbling monologue with no basis and no purpose other than to occupy the silence.
I'm on the sidelines of life waiting for the coach to sub me back in to the game.Merely watching my existence tick away on the scoreboard as I try to catch my breath and regain my composure.Except that my teammates, my coach, the cheerleaders, the fans in the stands; they didn't realize I left the field.Didn't notice me shun the Friday night lights for the anonymity of a spot on the bench.The shadow of my presence seems to fool the average onlooker.
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