Sometimes I wonder if I lost the "me" inside me
each seven days of the week are the same, but each day I act and talk different. It's not like I'm faking a character (I'm unemployed and most of the time at home, so I don't have to worry about people judging me), But every interaction that I have with my family is different like if I don't have a defined personality. I'm also trying to find different subcultures and styles of living that I relate the most, but I can never pick one. I can never pick what would like to wear and how I want to be... When I was little, it was different. I was joyful, full of creativity, and I always opened my eyes with joy. Now I'm just a mannequin, who mimics others.
What happened with the old me?
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I have identity issues myself and reading this just honestly shocked me. It feels like you found a way to take every way that I feel and write it down.
Really? Well atleast we aren't alone.
by haunting girl; ; Report