LifeSucks39
Student
- Feb 14, 2020
- 182
I watch past pictures of me in Facebook and I get really depressed I was happy back then I was thin I had my relationship my work now I have nothing
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I sit out in the sun feeling tired and get flashbacks to my old life. It feels both sad and unreal. Like all this now is happening to someone else and I'll wake up tomorrow at home with my car and get up and go to work.
I have pictures but it hurts even more to look at them. I've no need to anyway as I have the memories.
This thing I have become, it isn't me. But it is me now, I have no choice so I have to accept it.
I thought I was gone too. But I was there inside cowering in a corner. Maybe she is still there. I'm still here, I'm just different. Worse and weaker in some ways. Better and stronger in others."This thing I have become, it isn't me. But it is me now, I have no choice so I have to accept it."
I was me, but now she's gone.
Yes! Old photos feel like another life, another me. Nowadays i have derealisation often and I feel like this life isn't real. It's all simulated somehow and I'm going through the motions. I exist but I dont live anymore. In the old photos, I am alive. Like the old me is trapped in those photos and cant get out.I sit out in the sun feeling tired and get flashbacks to my old life. It feels both sad and unreal. Like all this now is happening to someone else and I'll wake up tomorrow at home with my car and get up and go to work.
I have pictures but it hurts even more to look at them. I've no need to anyway as I have the memories.
This thing I have become, it isn't me. But it is me now, I have no choice so I have to accept it.
It's not even pics of me, but pics of anyone or anything that I know, at a time where I was happy, makes me miserable and want to CTB even moreI watch past pictures of me in Facebook and I get really depressed I was happy back then I was thin I had my relationship my work now I have nothing