sometimes my entire being feels completely made up
like I didn’t really come from anywhere, I just sorta, Am
my perception of the passage of time is a little fucked up especially in the weird timeless space that is 13 months (what even are those?) of quarantine
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like I didn’t really come from anywhere, I just sorta, Am
my perception of the passage of time is a little fucked up especially in the weird timeless space that is 13 months (what even are those?) of quarantine
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I’m worried that I’ll be unrecognizable to people I haven’t seen in a while
I was such a different person a year ago, and I couldn’t genuinely tell you many details about that person if I tried
I’ve lost all meaningful sense of how to communicate, it feels like
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I was such a different person a year ago, and I couldn’t genuinely tell you many details about that person if I tried
I’ve lost all meaningful sense of how to communicate, it feels like
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my personality is cobbled together from anything I can find
sticks and mud and bits of trash collected from the ground, like the little bird collecting nest material I saw out my window this week (I think)
and just like a nest, I’m constantly rebuilding it, replacing parts
3/
sticks and mud and bits of trash collected from the ground, like the little bird collecting nest material I saw out my window this week (I think)
and just like a nest, I’m constantly rebuilding it, replacing parts
3/
repairing after each storm, adding new bits that I think would fit well
and sometimes things don’t fit as intended
and everything feels out of place, and wrong
and I get the desire to tear it all apart, to start from scratch
find something new, begin again
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and sometimes things don’t fit as intended
and everything feels out of place, and wrong
and I get the desire to tear it all apart, to start from scratch
find something new, begin again
4/
I am the ship of Theseus
even if some of the parts resemble old ones, they’re not the same
I don’t know if anything’s the same at this point
I’m still learning how to distinguish different parts of me, how to understand what they do, where they fit, how they work
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even if some of the parts resemble old ones, they’re not the same
I don’t know if anything’s the same at this point
I’m still learning how to distinguish different parts of me, how to understand what they do, where they fit, how they work
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I’m not really sure who I am sometimes
there are a few things *about* me I know; descriptors, interests, history - but I don’t know what’s “me” and what’s just data, biographical information
I don’t really know what qualifies as “personality”, in me or others
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there are a few things *about* me I know; descriptors, interests, history - but I don’t know what’s “me” and what’s just data, biographical information
I don’t really know what qualifies as “personality”, in me or others
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I don’t think this thread is a cry for help or anything, it’s just kinda some stuff I needed to get down somewhere, and maybe at least it helps explain Why I’m Like How I Am, whatever that means
I’m still figuring me out, I guess is the gist of this
7/7(?)
I’m still figuring me out, I guess is the gist of this
7/7(?)