The time when I decided to disappear from the face of the earth. It was not sudden but happened very gradually. The realization when how small you are for anyone to care about.
It happens slowly when you start maintaing a distance from everyone and one day you lose touch with reality by remaining silent. I tried to say as little as possible for two days, it was not a shock that nobody notices so the time I became quiet was increased. I tried to make myself silent as possible.
To make my body still was quite hard but when it did, everything was a piece of a cake, with that comes huge internal chaos, which writing and reading sought to put all together, with me doing less and less to control. It took months to excel both and everyone started noticing that something’s strange.
At some moments I felt vanished from the room like there was never called me like I never even existed on this earth and everything went on smoothly like there was never me.
That made me scream in silence at moments thinking about how tiny my existence is, and wondering what it is.