I am who I am

You can go for days, weeks, months, even, and feel perfectly normal.
And then one day, everything is different.
It starts off small, unnoticeable.

As if every little thing flusters you: dropping your pen, not being able to find what you’re looking for, loud noises.
You try to shake it off.

It’s okay.
Nothing’s wrong.

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You can go for days, weeks, monthseven, and feel perfectly normal.
And then one day, everything is different.

It starts off small, unnoticeable.

As if every little thing flusters you: dropping your pen, not being able to find what you’re looking for, loud noises.
You try to shake it off.

It’s okay.
Nothing’s wrong.
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