April 16, 2026
Dear Diary,
When did it even start? I mean, having these thoughts. Being so scared of simple things, feeling overwhelmed over small things.
When did I start to loose my spark, my mind, my senses.
Going back in time, I always felt left out, never felt truly loved or cared for.
Even when surrounded with others, I felt lonely. Never seeming to fit in.
01.11.2015. I remember that day clearly. My father was sent into the hospital because he couldn’t breathe, he had a pulmonary embolism. It was the night from Sunday to Monday. I didn’t go to school that day and my aunt took care of us. I waited long before we could visit him in the Hospital.
I was so happy that he was okey but when we visited him I could sense something wasn’t okey.
I was 10 years old. I remember everything. I sat on his bed and he pulled me into a hug. Started crying, he told me that my grandpa died.
I didn’t even reacted. I just hold him tight. Knowing he needed me more than anything right now. I felt something inside me changed that day, I didn’t cry until Months later over my loved grandpa. He was everything for me. I still miss him.
It was the first time I felt empty, lost. Didn’t eat or sleep at all. I didn’t care, no one noticed. Then one day I just started to exist again. But nothing more. Existing..day to day. No one noticed… I was 10.
Im 21 now… nothing changed. It didn’t disappear, so I guess I‘m stuck in it. But I still exist, still breathe. Even tho I didn’t wanted to grow up. But here I am..so yeah.
I‘m kinda clueless what to do in live.
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