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Me.

Quite often.

Sometimes the mood comes and I'm bursting with the feeling of something. It's coiling tightly in my chest, ready to spring to life, but having no outlet. I've no way of dealing with it other than lying on the bed, paralysed, wanting to move in all directions at once. Aching to dive into action, to grasp and to hold, something that's not even there. Something that never has been. And yet it feels less like a desire and more like a memory. A long forgotten face that meant everything.

Messaging people for the first time is so hard. What am I supposed to say? Like, "You seem really odd and your blog intrigues me. Do you want to have philosophical conversations or perhaps talk about fictional characters?" What! Whatever. I will just follow you back and stare at your blog with my big beautiful brown eyes.

not to go all cringe on main but fictional characters have genuinely helped me through some of the worst shit in my life n i’ll forever be grateful to fiction for giving me comfort when i’ve needed it most

Sorry to break it to you but you literally have to face your fears and slaughter them. Otherwise you will live a small life that you do not want. You literally have to view your biggest fears and attack them head on. You have to fall into the abyss to find your way out. The easy path does not exist. There is no get out of jail free card. You have to allow yourself to die a spiritual death over and over again in order to reinvent yourself into the person you are actually supposed to be. And you have to be painfully honest with yourself and the people around you. It’s horrible but it’s truly the only way.