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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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![]() i’ve always been in sync with my outer body and inner soul never imagining that one day they would be on two sides of an imposing wall. but sometimes
for entirely stupid reasons the wall comes between my body and my mind and i am trapped between the glass. i futilely pound against it screaming to be let out to reunite with my body but sometimes the wall is so thick i can barely hear my own voice. i’m a spectator in my own body watching myself from the outside and feeling as if my limbs are not right and though i should feel pain, i can’t. time also becomes a lie it’s either too fast or too slow either way, it’s entirely out of control but i can’t bring myself to care. reality becomes warped and i drive myself crazy with the questions did i do this, or only imagined doing it why am i here, i don’t remember coming down i can’t even trust my memories and i can’t feel anything when i think of them. but the scariest thing of all is the numbness that’s both physical and emotional it’s large and consuming and draining and it takes me an hour to feel again though all i feel after that is fatigue. in the beginning all i felt was fear i would lie in bed at night and these feelings would hit though i shouldn’t call them feelings, for they were not so still, i convinced myself i was fine until it happened during the day and then i couldn’t hide any more. now, though, i’ve accepted the depersonalization and the derealization i ’ve accepted that often in my life i will dissociate and i know that this is simply just a part of me nothing more, nothing less. in the end, i endure. Comments are closed.
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