I don’t know me anymore

I don’t know what I’m becoming, but I know I’m not turning into something good.

It’s like I am enjoying hurting myself by ignoring my own feelings, it’s like I am punishing myself for being so naïve all this time, it’s like I don’t want to be a victim of my own feelings anymore.

I don’t know what I am becoming, but I hate the cold hearted monster I am turning into.

I have no intention to step back, I am allowing my brain to take control of me.

I wish I won’t regret it, and I wish I won’t miss my old self

I just don’t know me anymore …

Reviews

[The Ink Chapters]

I can relate to this so much. It’s very powerful and scary to lose oneself. Great writing and I hope that you keep it up.

[TheSunflower]

thank you a lot!