I‘m here. Here. Here. But I‘m not.
It’s just a blur
You can see everything moving
Except yourself
It’s loud. But also weirdly quiet.
I don’t know where I am.
I don’t know what’s happening.
I don’t recognise the person in the mirror.
I look at my hands - they‘re not mine.
I look at my body - it‘s not mine.
It moves. It breathes. It lives. But... it feels dead.
J
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softnsweet:
Very sad and scary, dissociation from the fear, pain and shame, one person cannot handle all this so other parts are needed to help survive. You are on a scary journey and I hope you can grab onto someone to help you navigate the maze in you head and find a bit of quiet and yourself.
konekoya:
@rode0joe yes I am! Just late night thoughts.