Have you ever wanted to just… disappear?
Not in a dramatic “run away and change your name” kind of way (okay, maybe a little bit like that), but in a quiet way. Like slowly fading out of everyone’s life, no explanations, no long goodbyes—just… gone.
Lately, I’ve been thinking about it a lot. I imagine waking up in some unknown city where nobody knows me. No history. No expectations. No “you should do this” or “you have to be like that.” Just me, living exactly how I want to.
And honestly? It sounds perfect.
I think I’m just tired. Tired of always being the “understanding” one. Tired of bending, adjusting, making space for everyone else’s feelings while mine sit quietly in the corner, waiting to be acknowledged.
For so long, I thought being selfless was a good thing—that it made me a better person. But somewhere along the way, I started losing myself. And now, I don’t want to be that person anymore.
I want to be selfish. There, I said it.
And you know what? There’s nothing wrong with that.
I want to do things just because they make me happy, not because they’re “right” or “expected.” I want to wake up and follow my own rhythm—sleep in if I want, chase a random passion if it excites me, spend hours doing absolutely nothing if that feels good.
For once, I want to choose me. Unapologetically.
Maybe I won’t actually pack my bags and run away. Maybe I won’t really disappear. But I’m definitely done being the version of me who always put everyone else first.
Because starting over doesn’t always mean leaving everything behind—it just means leaving behind who you used to be.
And that’s exactly what I’m doing.
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