For a long time, I felt like disappearing...
I envisioned how life would be without me. I just wanted to escape and disappear. I wanted to go far away and come back when I was good again. I was stuck in a sad place for plenty of time, and I forgot that I can walk forward. Every time that I tried to do so, I managed to take some steps and then fall back into my sad place.
I wanted to live, yet to disappear at the same time. And that stage made me lose my passion and love for my hobbies. At first, I stopped playing my beloved instrument, then I stopped horse riding, I stopped cooking, I stopped drawing, I stopped writing, I stopped reading, running, exploring...I just stopped. I felt numb to everything and so cold...
One day, I asked myself what is that I truly want...and I realized that all along, I just wanted to be found.
