To survive, I stripped people of their humanity in my mind, and naturally I feel no empathy for them, because I think “a fly cannot suffer.”

 To survive, I stripped people of their humanity in my mind, and naturally I feel no empathy for them, because I think “a fly cannot suffer.” I buried my empathy in the depths of my heart because I did not want it to become, again and again, a toy wasted in the hands of the unnecessary. But I cannot believe that anyone who could reach that depth actually exists; even if such a person might be exactly what I’m looking for, I will not let them into me because I have torn out all faith in their existence.