Fact.
I am obsessing with the thought of who I am.
I know my birth name obviously, and all the numbers tied to my existence, but I feel mass confusion otherwise. Like I really want to remember, but doubt what I come up with.
It’s driving me crazy.
I am obsessing with the thought of who I am.
I know my birth name obviously, and all the numbers tied to my existence, but I feel mass confusion otherwise. Like I really want to remember, but doubt what I come up with.
It’s driving me crazy.