I think i'm scared but i come off as brave because that's how i truly am. I feel so sure of myself, yet i contradict myself all the fucking time. I cannot figure out my own brain for the life of me.
I've had this reoccurring scene that's played in my head since i was little. I'm sitting in a all white room. No doors, no windows, nothing but me curled up in the corner. As the scene comes to mind, it centers itself onto me, closing in on the corner of the room. Sometimes the room is full of scattered items and you can barely see me, and then other times there's nothing but me. I've been experiencing it less and less as i get older and i just want to know what this all means...