Yes, I fill a chronic emptiness. It's an awful thing; sometimes I will just wander around the house, so restless because of it. In the past and present, I have engaged in many behaviors to try to fill this emptiness-- sex, shopping, cutting, etc. Some of the behaviors I stopped engaging in; other is still engage in heavily. I *know* that none of these things will really feel the void...but emotionally, I just don't get it. The most frustrating thing is that I have passions and things that are important to me-- school, work, art, reading, writing, a husband... yet I never feel that this hole is filled.