voyager
Don't you dare go hollow...
- Nov 25, 2019
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I have this memory from my childhood, around 8 or 9, bawling "how I couldn't and didn't want to do this anymore", but really I was just repeating after my mum from an incident I had witnessed. It wasn't serious. Truth is my life was great till 16, and I enjoyed it. Then I got my mhi. My behaviour and attitude changed within a week or two. My mental capabilities declined, and after a few months I realised this was serious and became suicidal. Came close to ending it a few years later, but the thyroid medications helped me find some balance. Never regained what I had before 16 though, and that's 26 years now. Feels like two different lives at times.
As for the vacuum, we've probably all felt it. But I feel that when you get older you get so used to living that it's strange to fathom not existing, because it's all you've ever known. Maybe death is just amnesia, and we're instantly reborn into this life or another. I am rather curious.
As for the vacuum, we've probably all felt it. But I feel that when you get older you get so used to living that it's strange to fathom not existing, because it's all you've ever known. Maybe death is just amnesia, and we're instantly reborn into this life or another. I am rather curious.
That's sad, not just because of the length of time you've suffered, but also because the 80's were a great decade. Best time to be alive, imho.Since 1984 strangely, on andoff of course. An event then that changed my life that cannot be fixed. Has been in the back of my mind since. Unthinkable up until then.