Growing up everyone around me treated me like a weird freak for staring off at like a wall or out the window or something else when I was lost in thought or bored, so what are we supposed to do when we’re not actively look at something?
Growing up everyone around me treated me like a weird freak for staring off at like a wall or out the window or something else when I was lost in thought or bored, so what are we supposed to do when we’re not actively look at something?
Probably just assholes.
I like to call that place I go to in my brain when I’m not even having a thought “The Nothing Box”. The Nothing Box is where nothing happens. You climb into your little box, and it’s practically like being braindead. You don’t think, you don’t see, you don’t hear, and you don’t feel. You’re just nothing for a short little while until some asshole rips you out of your peaceful and quiet Nothing Box, complaining about you not listening, staring or whatever.
The nothing box is a magical place where you get to just chill for half a minute. Worries don’t matter, life doesn’t excist, all that is, is nothing.
My parents always did the “what are you thinking about?” when I was spaced out in my nothing box, and to this day do not understand why this made me angry. a) if I wanted to share my thoughts, I would have done so, if I’m not sharing it’s none of your business! and b) you destroyed my sweet nothing moment! That short respite from my always-on brain, lost because you’re nosy!
Makes me mad just thinking about. Glad my love doesn’t do this (he wouldn’t be my love otherwise, I guess).
Hm, you put into words what always bothered me about it, but I couldn’t exactly form the words to describe it.
Nowadays I would be glad to be able to get into the nothing box again. Always on brain it is, sadly, for me.