Death of my ego
A series of unfortunate circumstances, but never an unfortunate life. I am currently unlearning everything that I am, rebuilding my being from scratch in the hopes of once again achieving sentience — or maybe glorious mortality. Time and time again, I continued to glorify grief. What I should have done is glorified the moments in between my grief. The depth of my self-awareness still continues to scare me. I never understood or felt the fact when authors of over hundreds of years ago mentioned: to understand people, you have to understand yourself. The complexities that come with understanding yourself are that you're put in situations — an undeniably excruciating, agonizing life-to-death process. During this time period, I am stuck in my moments of grief — the moments of self-hate, regret, and hit with the nuke of "what ifs." Now this is my limbo. A period in my life that requires me to carry myself with unwavering resilience to face everything head-on. I say all this, b...