It looks like Four Digit just got numb(er).

I am the Hand Of Zek.
I am what seems like never shuts up.
I am hopelessly depressed, but have a good life.
I detached myself from my family because they aren't half decent humans.
I love so much, but it's never returned.
Save for an occasion or two, but it's only pity.
I have never cut myself, instead I spent hours punching myself in the face.
Self destruction is only as good as the self is bad.
I only see the negative. Like someone inverted the colors of everything.
I know the positives are there, but to me, they too appear as negatives.