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I remember when life used to be like floating in space.

It was surreal.

It was beautiful.

The air around me was still and I could hear my own thoughts.

Now, I can close my eyes and open my ears and hear the air around me moving, my heart, my breath but never what my mind is saying.

I am no longer a being in space anymore, I am floating in the middle of a meteor shower.

I remember when I was 8 years old, and it was the peak of my childhood.

I remember when I was 13 years old, years old and I wanted to give up on life.

I remember when I was 14 years old, I learned how to trust again.

I remember when I was 16 years old, I wanted to give up again.

I remember when I was 18 years old, I almost gave up.

I am almost 20 years old now and I still stumble when I try to get up but I refuse to give up.

It took me 2 decades to realize that I should keep going, I can keep going, I will keep going no matter what.

7 years have gone by since I first lost my thoughts in space.

I often wonder when I will be able to hear myself again, if at all.