i survived another imaginary conversation with myself

an inventory of me #6 Some conversations happen entirely inside my head, but somehow they manage to take up the whole afternoon. I keep imagining different versions of myself, arguing with them, explaining things, making up scenarios, revisiting things that never happened. Sometimes one of us is having a great time while the other is just trying to keep up. Another day, another conversation I somehow had to survive.

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The trip

an inventory of me #4 The first time I felt truly at home in my own body. A strange kind of arrival, seeing myself differently and finding a sense of belonging somewhere I had always been.

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Hellooooo????

an inventory of me #5 Helllloooo??? Is anyone there? Sometimes it feels like I’m constantly trying to get through to someone, even when that someone is just another version of myself. Too many thoughts, too many voices, all talking at once. I guess I’m still waiting for someone to pick up.

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