mustachioed_badass_42
Active member
I'm back on this forum after almost four months. I have faced some unexpected tragedies recently, the details of which I do not mean to elaborate. But I just feel so old now, although I'm young by my age. The little teenage whims, which I could feel just a few months back, now seem so distant. It seems as if I have seen through a lot, experienced a lot, been in the gloomiest nooks of the spirit, borne witness to the most delightful as well as the most terrible states of humanity. Yet this can't be the truth. The whole world remains to be seen. A whole host of feelings are still in queue, waiting to be lived and experienced.
Whatever happened, I did see it coming. The realisation that everyone I know will die some day hit me when I was 13. Obviously, I knew it even before that, but it's just one of those times when you begin to think 'what it would actually be like'. I was often gloomy that time, and cried often. But having meditated on that fact before, it gives me the strength to bear it now...
Whatever happened, I did see it coming. The realisation that everyone I know will die some day hit me when I was 13. Obviously, I knew it even before that, but it's just one of those times when you begin to think 'what it would actually be like'. I was often gloomy that time, and cried often. But having meditated on that fact before, it gives me the strength to bear it now...
