I Keep Becoming Someone Else.
Most people get lost in their thoughts; I get lost in memories. I truly believed that by moving to another
I’ve always had too many thoughts and nowhere to put them. So I started writing them down. Letters became a way of making sense of the things I couldn’t understand, the feelings I couldn’t name, and the questions that refused to leave me alone. Some are about people, some about growing up, some about losing things I thought would last. Maybe none of them have the answers, but they are honest. And, for now, that’s enough.
Most people get lost in their thoughts; I get lost in memories. I truly believed that by moving to another
Growing up is a little strange. When I was a child, I felt like everything had a greater glow, a
Sometimes I lose myself, but never in a good way. I always find myself holding on to other people’s thoughts
I don’t know what people see when they look at me. What is it that I actually show people that
It’s strange when we think about how grief works for each person. Speaking for myself, I feel like it’s something
If we stopped to think about how life works, I don’t know if we’d actually want to live it. It’s
One day, you’re a child who believes in finding your Prince Charming, and the next, the world comes crashing down