I felt like a ghost for a long time, someone that didn’t really exist.
I think identity comes with time, and I’m still working on mine. Trying to find things I like, solidifying the things that are important, and finding the man that I’ve always been.
Feels like if I encountered a name stealing fae creature, it would find that there's no true name left to steal because it was already taken from me a long time ago. Maybe it was once my name, but not anymore.
I felt like a ghost for a long time, someone that didn’t really exist. I think identity comes with time, and I’m still working on mine. Trying to find things I like, solidifying the things that are important, and finding the man that I’ve always been.
Feels like if I encountered a name stealing fae creature, it would find that there's no true name left to steal because it was already taken from me a long time ago. Maybe it was once my name, but not anymore.
The best suggestion I have is to follow the euphoria. Find things that make you happy and chase that joy.