Lou_Charthethird
A lifeless husk
- Dec 19, 2025
- 50
Its kinda beautiful to see how simple it was for me back then. Any sense of who i am only lives in vague memories of the past. I cant figure it out in any other way. There is no pull inside of me to act a certain way or do a certain thing, all i have to rely on are these memories, and even they are fading. They are fullt sapped of all emotion, as if the person in the memory isnt the same person i am now. Like I've dissociated so far that i am not even me anymore. I know you can say people change so a 10 year old and 18 year old version of the same person will look wildly different, but that argument just isnt the same here. Its like i cant accept that those things happened to me, or that i did those things. Life was so much simpler even when i was depressed. Now, nothing makes sense. None of it is real. Im not me.
