I can't deal with it anymore. I can not live. I thought that by pretending, by covering the truth and showing my other self, more socially accepted self would change something. Nothing has changed. It has got even worse.
What is happening to me?
Why am I crying all the time in the absence of reason? Why am I uttering loud sobs? My whole life I have been trying to be good, hardworking and diligent, have good result at school . . .
Has it paid off? No.
Change yourself and leave the shell, my voice told me.
But without protection, I am visible, literally naked.
Who has pulled me down? Who has done this to me? Who am I? What am I?
God, what was your intention? What purpose can I potentially serve? Why did you create me?
I am useless, unnecessary for society.
Totally insignificant drop in the ocean.
I AM a soulless organism that has been shifting through life and has been given everything his heart desires.
Why?
Why did you create the way I am?
They don't get it. They just see what I allow them to see. I was not honest with them. But how could I?
I do not trust them.
They are all the same.
But the true ME is waking up and wants to come to the surface and shine.
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Autophobia |VOLUME 1| [EN]
Short StoryAUTOPHOBIA: "Fear of oneself does not depend on intelligence, education, economic background or profession." A story about how difficult it is to navigate life if you're a teenager. In a world full of materialism, competition, terror and high schoo...