Teacher: “It’s a very simple question.”
My brain internally:
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Meanwhile the WiFi, Bluetooth, mobile data, and my entire bloodline are connected but somehow the thought still refuses to render.
For me it’s honestly late night rain + headphones + walking around the room imagining fake scenarios 😭
Sometimes even getting one good message notification changes my whole mood for the day.
What’s that one oddly specific thing that instantly makes your day better? Could be food, music, games, smells, memories, anything.
For me it’s honestly late night rain + headphones + walking around the room imagining fake scenarios 😭
Sometimes even getting one good message notification changes my whole mood for the day.
What’s that one oddly specific thing that instantly makes your day better? Could be food, music, games, smells, memories, anything.
sometimes after a long day i hear someone walking toward my room and i instantly close my eyes and pretend to be asleep. not because i hate them or anything, i just don’t have the energy to talk or answer questions.
the worst part is when i hear them quietly leave and i feel guilty right after because i know they probably just wanted to check on me or have a normal conversation.
i don’t know why basic interaction feels exhausting sometimes.
“I barely know her… but she’s been living in my head rent-free.”
There’s this girl in my class. We don’t really talk, we’re not friends, nothing dramatic—just two people who happen to share the same room every day.
But she stands out.
Not in a loud way. Not trying to get attention. Just… naturally.
She has these soft, rosy cheeks that make her look like she walked straight out of some fairytale. Her hair is always slightly messy in the nicest way, like it just decided to fall perfectly without trying.
And the weird part is, she looks genuine.
Like she’s exactly who she is, no pretending.
I don’t even know much about her, but somehow I catch myself noticing the smallest things—how she laughs, how she listens, how she just exists quietly without forcing anything.
And last night… I had a dream about her.
Nothing crazy. We were just talking.
And it felt so normal, like we’d known each other for a long time.
I woke up and for a few seconds I genuinely thought it was real.
Now it feels even stranger sitting in the same class, acting like she’s just another person when my brain is out here making stories about someone I’ve barely spoken to.
I don’t know if it’s a crush, or just my imagination getting carried away.
But yeah…
she’s really, really cute.
“I somehow changed my entire personality just to be liked… and now I don’t know who I actually am.”
A couple of years ago, I realized people didn’t really like being around me. I wasn’t rude or anything, just… forgettable. Conversations would die around me, group chats would go silent when I spoke, and I was always the “extra” person no one really needed.
So I started observing people. What they laughed at, how they talked, what opinions got reactions. Slowly, I started copying it. Same humor, same tone, even agreeing with things I didn’t fully believe in just to fit in better.
And it worked.
People started inviting me out more. I became “funny,” “easy to talk to,” even “one of the favorites” in my circle. For the first time, I wasn’t invisible.
But here’s the part that messes with me…
I don’t know what’s actually me anymore.
Sometimes I catch myself reacting to things and I’m not sure if it’s genuine or just something I learned to do. I’ll laugh at a joke and then immediately think, “Would I have laughed at this before?” I agree with opinions and then later realize I don’t even care about the topic.
The worst part is—people like this version of me. A lot.
Which means if I go back to being “myself”… there’s a chance I’ll go back to being ignored too.
So now I’m stuck.
Do I keep being this version of me that everyone likes…
or risk losing everything just to find out who I actually am?