february in alaska
wandering aimlessly
- Sep 13, 2023
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I've had moments of regret or hesitation when thinking about the fact that I'm actually going to be catching the bus within the next few months and I've been writing it off as pure SI, but I think it's actually just regret over a fantasy of a life that I never had/never would have had. Like, I've spent my entire life daydreaming and fantasizing about being someone else, about living somewhere else, about being different or being this or having that. Pure escapism from my actual life. And in my mind that ideal world exists, a life where I would've been happy or where I would've wanted to stay alive
And while I'm preparing for the end, sometimes it really feels like I'm grieving for that fantasy of a life that was never really mine to begin with
And while I'm preparing for the end, sometimes it really feels like I'm grieving for that fantasy of a life that was never really mine to begin with