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Originally posted by Dark Ghost
When you were young, you couldn't stand bedtime. As you lay in bed, all you could think about was the day ahead and what exciting activities you would participate in. Your heart began pumping at the thought of taking part in one of your many hobbies, eating your favourite meal the next day, or spending time with your friends. You didn't worry so much about personal responsibilities or financial obligations. You didn't have a constant foreboding feeling about your future and whether things would work out. In essence, you were happy and relatively stress free.
Now you look forward to bedtime. The perfect escape from reality. Except for the occasional nightmare and instance of sleep paralysis, you take comfort in the quiet, gentle peace of sleep. You are only a shadow of your former self.
Originally posted by Dark Ghost
reply to post by SLAYER69
Thank you for your wise words.
While it is written through a second-person narrative, the piece is really about me. The reason I didn't write it through a first-person perspective is because I wanted to see how many of the readers could relate to what was written. Maybe it was a mistake on my part not to make this clearer?
You didn't worry so much about personal responsibilities or financial obligations. You didn't have a constant foreboding feeling about your future and whether things would work out. In essence, you were happy and relatively stress free.
Originally posted by Dark Ghost
When you were young, you couldn't stand bedtime. As you lay in bed, all you could think about was the day ahead and what exciting activities you would participate in. Your heart began pumping at the thought of taking part in one of your many hobbies, eating your favourite meal the next day, or spending time with your friends. You didn't worry so much about personal responsibilities or financial obligations. You didn't have a constant foreboding feeling about your future and whether things would work out. In essence, you were happy and relatively stress free.
Then things changed. You began to notice that there was pain and suffering in the world, some of which you would eventually experience yourself. You became more pessimistic and cynical as the years passed. The expectations formed in youth were not met by your adult self and your mind began to comprehend that happy endings were not guaranteed. You were disappointed and angry; the world was not a fair place where everyone succeeded, as you had been previously informed.
But the rage subsided. You started to lack the energy you once had. You lost the motivation to try new things and recapture that sense of wonder you once possessed. Everything became an effort and no achievement seemed rewarding. You withdrew from activities that used to bring you joy and fulfilment, only to replace them with mind-numbing behaviour that makes you question your self-worth frequently.
Now you look forward to bedtime. The perfect escape from reality. Except for the occasional nightmare and instance of sleep paralysis, you take comfort in the quiet, gentle peace of sleep. You are only a shadow of your former self.
So where did it all go wrong?
Originally posted by Dark Ghost
Now you look forward to bedtime. The perfect escape from reality. Except for the occasional nightmare and instance of sleep paralysis, you take comfort in the quiet, gentle peace of sleep. You are only a shadow of your former self.
So where did it all go wrong?
Originally posted by Dark Ghost
So where did it all go wrong?
Originally posted by Dark GhostSo where did it all go wrong?
Originally posted by Dark Ghost
When you were young, you couldn't stand bedtime. As you lay in bed, all you could think about was the day ahead and what exciting activities you would participate in. Your heart began pumping at the thought of taking part in one of your many hobbies, eating your favourite meal the next day, or spending time with your friends. You didn't worry so much about personal responsibilities or financial obligations. You didn't have a constant foreboding feeling about your future and whether things would work out. In essence, you were happy and relatively stress free.
Then things changed. You began to notice that there was pain and suffering in the world, some of which you would eventually experience yourself. You became more pessimistic and cynical as the years passed. The expectations formed in youth were not met by your adult self and your mind began to comprehend that happy endings were not guaranteed. You were disappointed and angry; the world was not a fair place where everyone succeeded, as you had been previously informed.
But the rage subsided. You started to lack the energy you once had. You lost the motivation to try new things and recapture that sense of wonder you once possessed. Everything became an effort and no achievement seemed rewarding. You withdrew from activities that used to bring you joy and fulfilment, only to replace them with mind-numbing behaviour that makes you question your self-worth frequently.
Now you look forward to bedtime. The perfect escape from reality. Except for the occasional nightmare and instance of sleep paralysis, you take comfort in the quiet, gentle peace of sleep. You are only a shadow of your former self.
So where did it all go wrong?