LeDepravedCel
And then one day, for no reason at all...
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My childhood was objectively crap. I am by all measures in a better position then I was as a kid. Yet, I am crippled by overwhelming feelings of nostalgia, to the point that it drives me mad.
Why? What is it that I'm longing for? It's the innocence. Sure, life was shitø and I was effectively already doomed, but I didn't know any of that, nor did I care. I had no knowledge of how fucked our world is. I felt no anger, no resentment, no jealousy, no depression. Life just happened and somehow I found joy in the little things. I was happy.
All that is now gone. I want to crawl back to that warmth and never look back. Perhaps that's what happens when we die. God embraces us and lets us rejoice in eternal comfort and safety. Yes, that's all I could ask for. I would kms in an instance if I were sure that this would await me.
Why? What is it that I'm longing for? It's the innocence. Sure, life was shitø and I was effectively already doomed, but I didn't know any of that, nor did I care. I had no knowledge of how fucked our world is. I felt no anger, no resentment, no jealousy, no depression. Life just happened and somehow I found joy in the little things. I was happy.
All that is now gone. I want to crawl back to that warmth and never look back. Perhaps that's what happens when we die. God embraces us and lets us rejoice in eternal comfort and safety. Yes, that's all I could ask for. I would kms in an instance if I were sure that this would await me.