I’m a teenager, so obviously I’m still young, but ever since I was a kid I’ve been living in my head. I remember it started with characters I made up and I’d listen to music while thinking of them. I was never interested in interacting with the real world (outside of school) because I enjoyed my imagination much more. Fast forward a few years and now I spend every day in my room thinking about fictional characters. I don’t know how to process emotions because I’ve never really felt in contact with reality, the only way I can understand my brain is by comparing it to others. I’m so detached from my emotions I hurt myself in an attempt to feel something that will have a lasting affect on me. I’ve split my brain into multiple parts and they all have names and feel the emotions for me. I only ever feel like one complete person when I feel sadness, but I never remember what that feels like. The worst part is that I’m so numb all the time and constantly doubt if any of this is actually real. What if I just made this up like the other millions of things I’ve made up? If it were real i would remember what it felt like. I don’t know why I wrote all of this, but it felt sort of good. I just need to make sense of what’s real and what’s fake