R/deadeyes

You know the one. It’s not anger. It’s not sadness. It’s absence . You could be pouring your heart out—crying, screaming, begging to be seen—and they just look through you like you’re a smudge on a window. Their eyes are open, sure. But there’s no one home. No flicker of recognition. No curiosity. No love. Just… stillness. Like a doll’s eyes.

I call it the .

You are real. You matter. And you don’t have to keep staring back into the void. r/deadeyes