PoorLazarus
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I don’t know if this is normal or not, but at some point in my life I realized that every next year means nothing to me.
I remember the onset of 2017. That's all. According to my feelings, I still am and live in 2017. I did not even feel the onset of 2018, 2019 and 2020. I didn’t even feel that I lived in them, as if in those years I didn’t live at all.
Previously, each year felt like a separate full year, but starting from 2017, each subsequent year is absolutely nothing.
Also in 2016-2017, I noticed that the time I felt began to go in some strange way faster.
I am now 20 years old. In the summer of 2020 I will be 21 years old. And I still feel 18 years old when I turned so much in the summer of 2017.
I feel as if I have not existed for a long time, I'm like a spectator, like a ghost, not a player, not a user.
I remember the onset of 2017. That's all. According to my feelings, I still am and live in 2017. I did not even feel the onset of 2018, 2019 and 2020. I didn’t even feel that I lived in them, as if in those years I didn’t live at all.
Previously, each year felt like a separate full year, but starting from 2017, each subsequent year is absolutely nothing.
Also in 2016-2017, I noticed that the time I felt began to go in some strange way faster.
I am now 20 years old. In the summer of 2020 I will be 21 years old. And I still feel 18 years old when I turned so much in the summer of 2017.
I feel as if I have not existed for a long time, I'm like a spectator, like a ghost, not a player, not a user.