Farther

It’s dangerous – removing myself from everything like this. I can feel it. The world is farther away every day, and what’s worse is that I feel farther away every day. I wanted to protect myself, but I can’t even find myself anymore.

I’m having trouble feeling ownership of this body. I keep looking at it in the mirror, trying to convince myself it’s mine, but it looks nothing like me. It’s just some random girl with the wrong eyes and the wrong face. Maybe if I had been given the right body things would’ve made sense to me.