•This is a story based on true events about someone who is on their journey to recovery from mental illness. Their questioning of gender and sexuality. Going through relationships and break ups. Just an all about coming of age story of a person that...
I don't know if what I am feeling is real. I might just be making this all up in my head because I want something to be wrong. For weeks now I've felt out of control, watching myself from outside my body. It felt like no matter what I wanted I didn't have control of my words or movement. Now it feels like I'm fragmented. It feels like there are parts of me missing.
A lot of traumatic memories have been recalled recently and my brain doesn't know how to handle them. I think they're being repressed again because my memory is so blurry. Not just the trauma memories but everything. I don't remember what I was doing an hour ago and when I do the memories are vague.
The numbness/ emptiness or the overwhelming emotions that I normally feel are gone. My emotions feel less foreign and more stable. It's my personality that feels unstable. I don't know if I'm me or someone else. I don't know if I'm real. I don't know what to do about this either. Mandy doesn't seem like she cares or wants to help. No one understands, but neither do I. Everything has changed and I'm lost with what I'm meant to do now.
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