It all started when I travelled for a holiday, I didn’t remember much as i was still a child. When I got back, my parents saw a drastic change in my behaviour. Neighbours, friends, teachers all said the same thing. My mum usually tells me the story of how I was a jovial kid growing up but became withdrawn after the trip. It makes me wonder, what the hell happened? why can’t I remember anything?
And that has been me even till now. I prefer my space, relating with people has been kind of difficult. It has also reached the point of relationships. Developing trust issues and insecurities pushed me away completely. Even when I am in the midst of familiar people, I still find a way to distance myself. Then, my thinking starts running wild, developing a mini me is easy now. That person is always against the real me. That is why when you see me, the first impression is I am always keeping to myself. The only companion I don’t have anything against is my bed. I question every little detail and that has been holding me back. I will boldly say I am a lone wolf. Why? Familiar faces have always said I am a boring person.
Am i the only one on this?
