Everyday I feel like I wake up, forgetting more and more of my past. It gets more and more distant in my mind, the colors fade and everything blurs. I can't fucking stand it. If I thought about it more, maybe I'd remember, maybe those memories would stay with me forever. I'm so scared of forgetting everything, I don't want to forget anything. But I can't use all my time trying to remember because it hurts too much. And when it hurts too much, I can't leave the safety of my room, under the covers, with no light. I have to give up my past if I ever want to live again, if I want to really have any future. And I'm not sure if I can do that.
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