I got lost in other realities again and again.

It started with little cracks. So small you couldn't recognize them: a glimpse of long black hair with red highlights, an acute glance, a blue shirt.

But then the cracks get bigger. And all colours from your past rush out. It feels like you are at the bottom of the ocean, you can see everything so clear but at the same time, you are drowning. You cannot ask for help, because not everyone can see what you see and can feel what you feel. You are scared of being judged, and being pitied so much that you remain silent.

And that's when the symptoms got worse.