#lostinmayhem

It was just last year when I came into terms with who I really am. No more pretensions. No more nights spent on abusive alcohol consumption and obsessive thoughts about what could have gone wrong. At that time, I started asking myself all sorts of questions. If all the feelings I had are necessary or not. Because I'm used to be a part of something. Small or big. And then all of a sudden, I was not. I struggled to see the meaning of things. It’s like I’m locked up in a room full of several versions of myself but all of them I don’t recognize anymore.