Existentialprose Stories

There was a year when I stopped casting a shadow. Not because I died. But because I didn't know how to live anymore. This is the quiet unraveling of a person who vanished piece by piece - not in body, but in presence. No reflection. No weight. No shadow. A poetic tale of emotional disappearance, and the long journey back to becoming visible again - not to the world, but to yourself. A haunting story about grief, dissociation, memory, and the beauty of being broken and still choosing to return.