#i sound edgy and cliche but. its like my journals again hah

[soul-spoken]

I wonder what happened to my "sense of self"

I lost it somewhere around sixteen and seventeen, and it's never really returned. Maybe it's related to being unable to figure myself out, maybe it's because my appearance is directly tied to my mind and comprehension of myself as a person, or maybe its result of never really processing trauma.

I can't see myself, and I feel distant.

Maybe I'm thinking about it too much, or maybe I'm just out of touch with myself due to worry, surroundings, and such. Leaning towards just thinking about it too much.

I miss fifteen.

I was colorful, then. I feel watered-down nowadays.